Chapter 19
Aryan's POV
I was standing behind her with my hand folded near my chest. My left palm was on my chest just trying to control my heart who was suddenly thumping very fast. Ana just exhaled three words.
"Certificate of marriage"
Then before I could hold her and realize anything, her head slammed on the glass table.
I immediately held her shoulder, shaking them continuously. I was calling her.
"Sweetheart? Baby doll? Ana? Ananya?"
No use, I rushed towards the kitchen and brought a glass of water. I took some in my palm and sprinkled it on her face. She ceased her eyebrows. Then finally opened her eyes but still remain in the same position, her right cheek was pressed on the table.
" Ana ? baby doll says something." Still no reply.
Air-condition was working but I had swea
