Two weeks had passed by since Jiya was discharged. Each and every night Ivan would sneak through the window. He tried each possible way to bring her memory back, from showing her their photos to sneaking her out of the house to their favorite beach. On Sundays Ivan would even go to the hospital just to steal glances of her and to know about her report. But no use her mind was still blank. But no doubt in these two weeks she had fallen for Ivan.
As always she was waiting for Ivan to sneak into her room. She was pacing to and fro in the room, time to time glancing out of the window, checking the time but he hadn't arrived. Finally after ten minutes, which seemed like an hour for her, he entered the room.
"You are late." She said.
"Sorry." He apologized, holding both his ears.
She smiled
