Shattered Hope

Ritika's Preview

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked pale, then I took off my hospital gown, then turned and stared at my back. Sigh! Thank God it was not that bad. I mean, it's bad, but not as bad as before. I have seen the worst and trust me, you won't even imagine my worst, because I love the pain that gives me a different sense of life, like I feel alive. After all of the flashbacks, it's time to take a shower. My hair looked like the jungle and my body stinked yuck! In the shower. Oh god, I miss these cold showers, which are my favorite for a whole hour. I was removing all the dirt and enjoying the water. My skin shrinks hehe it's funny. Finally, look at myself while wrapping a towel around me and opening the door. There he was sitting next to my bed looking at his phone and he sensed my presence and looked at me and our eyes met his eyes roaming on my body up and down- down to up. I know am in a towel. I should feel shy, but no, I feel bold. I like the effect am having on him well. It's incredible the way his cheeks turn pink and has guilt in his eyes—well, and then my stomach growls and our attention shifts and staring completion over. Oh, I would love some Indian food and am going to have some. No one is going to stop me haha, like they can, My foot I was smirking at my own thoughts while lost in my thoughts, then I heard someone's coughing. Oh, someone was standing there in a suit looking handsome but not that much like this jerk hearing a growling sound and I stopped checking out the stranger. Then JERK wrapped his suit jacket around my shoulder, covering me from the strangers' eyes. Again my stomach made a growling sound to which I sighed, turning towards the jerk, giving him my full attention, and telling him that I wanted to eat some Indian veg food. He nodded and told the stranger to bring the food and I also asked for some decent clothes. He again nodded and called someone to bring me some clothes just as he finished speaking. Someone knocked on the door he went to answer it and came back with the clothes, which were fast. They were a sweatshirt and a trouser of my size, which am grateful I went to the washroom to change and when I came back the food was served well. Yes, I walked towards my bed and started eating without caring about his staring. After eating enough, I felt sleepy so automatically my eyes started to close on their own and I just slept. When I woke up again, it's night-time, stretching my sore muscles while yawning and headed towards the bathroom. When I came back, I noticed him on the couch looking at me which am confused cause I didn't notice him when I woke up I must have forgotten! sigh!