AZEZAL POV

"How long was she in water?" The doctor quired examining her.

"Merely even 30 seconds" I uttered calmly standing beside the bed with my arms folded in my chest watching her faint form.

"So she didn't regain her sense after she was pulled up?" He asked again.

"If she regained her consciousness why the fuck would I have called you here?" Vemon lashed out through my mouth as I couldn't hold my anger within me anymore. "I gave her chest compressions and even after that I didn't get any response from her" I said again trying to contract down my flaming fury and the doctor kept gawking me with fearful eyes at my sudden outburst.

"Will you see what's wrong with her or should I call another doctor?" Frustration raising more inside me. I clenched my fists.

"Nothing is wrong with her. She is fine. You pulled her up at the right time. Probably she passed out because of stagger or astound" He muttered gulping and examining er faint body again.

"What do you mean?" I questioned, confused.

"I think she faced a really unpleasant encounter with water before, which left a trauma in her heart and that's why she became unconscious especially for the terror and fear as she comprehended she was in water. Excessive amount of anxiety"

"How can one be petrified of water?" I asked again not understanding his words.

"Not water. Large source of water like the swimming pool, a lake or ocean"

"You mean Aquaphobia?" I asked arching my eyebrow and he nodded.

"There's no harm. She's safe. Just take care of her and let her to rest for a day. Give her this medicine when she wakes up, it will keep her mind tranquil" he wrote a prescription and left after that.

I stared at her unconscious, cold body laying on my bed, in my shirt which seemed so big on her and my half pant which reached under her knee. All of my maids left by that time but for her I called one of my maids again to change her dress. My maids and servants would never raise voice or question me, neither had the guts to gossip about my personal life.

Her hair still wet. The atmosphere shivering cold. It didn't affect me much though but she can fall sick staying in those wet clothes for a long time.

I took the blow dryer and sat beside her. She looked angelic, just like the way I didn't want to see her. I made her unconscious body sit holding her by side with my one hand and with other I started to blow dry her wet hair.

Her head fell onto my shoulder and I let it rest there bringing her close grasping her by her tiny waist and her body cling to me. Her scent. Fuck. Feeling her body in my hands and her being so close to me. Holy Fuck.

I closed my eyes in frustrated for a moment as I held her close, feeling something which was dangerous and something I never desire to feel for the girl currently in my arms. After composing myself I blew dry her hair properly and set her on my bed covering her with a blanket.

I settled on my coach and took my laptop trying to focus in work but my head agitated with frustration. I look her way one more time. "Cazzo" cursing under my breath I decided to make some coffee for me, at least it would help me relief.

I returned after making coffee for myself, sipping the hot mixture.

"Save....me... savee me..." hearing the sudden faint whispers of her barely audible, i set my coffee on the table and went near her finding her with a tensed face as she clenched her eyes in her sleep.

She kept blabbering some more stuffs that I couldn't come in term to understand, her face looked terror-stricken. She grasped the blanket in her sleep.

"Hey.. calm down. I'm here. You are safe" I muttered caressing her hair before I could even understand what I'm saying. She grasped my hand while she kept faintly blabbering words. "Shhh. I'm here. Relax" Finally after a while she came down as I kept caressing her along her hair with my other hand and saying words to calm her assuring her she is safe.

She kept holding onto my hand, my eyes fixed at her hands holding onto mine as if she didn't want to let it go.

My mind rushing with thoughts. When did she have aquaphobia? Not when I was with her or before. Definitely after we parted something happened with her. An horrible incident in water.

Lost in my thoughts, staring at her, the coffee long forgotten. I didn't even know when my eyes closed sitting by the bed while she kept holding onto my hand I drifted into slumber.

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The light rays of sun made it's way through my window. The birds chipped and the temperature rised up comparing to the night. It's early in the morning.

The first thing I saw opening my eyes, her. Her disheveled, eyes closed and lips slightly parted as she kept lightly holding onto my hand. Her petite body caged inside my large white shirt. The most glamorous sight.

Damn fuck. I jerked my hand off her coming into realization what the fuck I was thinking. It's true I never had someone in my bed before, not even Carla. That mere sight caught me off guarded. And again for the wild desires I could feel inside me it's only because I'm a man and it's been time since I last bedded someone. It's not that I'm attracted to her. She means nothing to me.

Even if a part of me knew all of these were lies but I kept forcing away those thoughts for now. Rubbing my face with my hands, I growled. Then my eyes fell onto the watch to check the time.

5.30 AM. I usually wake up at 6.

I got up and stretched my body then again my eyes searched the bed looking for her. She seemed angelic, a morning sight anyone would crave to begin their day with.

Holy crap! The heck is wrong with me. I grabbed a cigarette and held it to my lips, exasperated. Standing by the window, I took the last deep puff relieving myself. I tossed the cigarette on the ashtray, not letting my desire to glance her way win I walked inside the bathroom for a shower.

LEERA POV

Rubbing my eyes, I slowly opened them settling with the light. They instantly closed again, a low yawn escaped my mouth. My head felt heavy as if I'm walking up from a deep slumber.

The sound of shower caught my ears and my eyes immediately snap opened. I flumped into sitting position, snapping the blanket off me and looked around. Where am I?

My eyes fell on the burning cigarette on the ashtray which was beside the window implying someone smoked it just a few moments ago. Someone. Him.

Then comprehension hit my head where am I and why am I here. I stiffened. Tears rolled down my eyes before I even knew.

Water... water everywhere... I'll die... rescue me... save me someone.

Everything happened last night flashed though my mind and my body trembled, my breaths halted. The sound of shower stopped implicating he will come out any moment. Without wasting a second more I flinged off the bed and rushed out of the room. While climbing off the stairs I stumbled on my bare feet several times almost falling down as my body is practically shivering but I refused to stop. My tears knew no end as they kept falling down like rainfall.

It seemed too early in morning so probably no one saw me as I run through the lobby not even thinking anything. Finally reaching the main door I opened it and darted towards my home. I didn't even take the elevator in hesitation, I climbed off all the stairs down while weeping and holding my hand onto my mouth.

My hands shaked while I put the password on my digital lock but I managed to do it and came inside with urgency. The moment I stepped inside my house I jerked the door close with a loud thud and fell onto the floor, hugging my knees to my chest.

My heart clenched tight inside my chest and I could hear my loud heartbeats. My eyes probably pumped red due to weeping for this long. Everytime I closed my eyes the scenes flashed up like nightmares. My first incident in Malta left so much terror in me that it took me days to recover. And again now I feel like everything came back in my mind halting myself from even inhaling.

It petrified every small part of me and awakened me again. My mind went hazy, my eyes no where near to stop crying even if it's been almost 2 hours since I'm laying on the cold marvel floor, feeling lifeless.

He didn't know I have aquaphobia. He doesn't know anything. A part of me tried to convince but it lost. He doesn't even have any idea what I'm suffering from now and what I'll endure more for his action. Sleepless nights and nightmares. I don't even have anyone here to relay on.

Half off the day passed in a matter of few hours, I felt down. Taking a deep breath, convincing my mind it's okay I tried to stand up. And walked towards my bed. Not even wanting to go to the washroom as water will remind me off last night and that horrible incident in Malta.

My stomach grumbled due to hunger. I didn't even have dinner last night let alone breakfast. After a few moments more I composed myself enough to walk to my bathroom.

I stared at the disheveled self in the standing infront if the wash stand. And the tears started to roll down my eyes again. I gulped down my fear and turned on the tap. I kept splashing water on my face till I was sure no tears were left in eyes that will be seen after I look at the mirror again.

My eyes red. My teeth made a sound of shivering again, I clenched my fists and teeth tight.

Then my perceived I wasn't wearing my dress. It's a white big shirt. The hem reaching my down my thighs. I looked down at my legs. I'm also wearing a pant. Who changed my clothes? Did he?

I held onto my head feeling dizzy again leaning against the wash stand. Oh God I don't even know what is going in my life..... Where is life taking me. Before I fell onto the floor again I walked to my bed again and lay there like a dead person. My hunger long forgotten as I clenched my eyes shut and letting the nightmares haunt me again.

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My eyes shot open after a few hours, when I heard the doorbell ringing. It seemed to be evening by now as my whole house was dark. I got to my feet and turned on the lights.

I gulped. "I'm alright" murmured and holding myself I managed to walk to my door to check who was ringing the doorbell again and again.

I spend the door finding a man standing. The man stiffened and his face stunned when he saw me. That's when I realized I'm totally unkempt right now.

"Miss. A parcel" he said hesitantly looking at me, probably wondering what happened to me. Without saying anything I held my hand and the delivery man gave me the parcel. "Your sign" I signed the parcel shipping mail appending signature delivery note and closed the door.

Once I managed to eat and drink something. I settled on my bed again, the parcel beside me. I knew I didn't order anything recently so it must me from someone else. But who else?

Opening it I found my phone, wallet and dress. The phone fell on the water with me as far as I remember so it was meant to be damaged. I took it in my hands and turned the phone on. It was perfectly working. Did he fix it or it didn't get damaged?

Everything in my wallet was like before. The dress looked washed. Why did he do all these? Is he guilty?

I wasn't in water for too long but it felt as if a long moment passed while I was in water. I knew it was the fear that encaged me and didn't even allow myself to move my limbs at a moment when I gave up. I knew I'm somehow feeling better now but still not so good enough.

The memories petrified me. His actions only bring me sufferings and make me endure things I fear most. Enrage and fear for him, both were growing in my heart more and more as time passed. He already gave me enough reasons to hate him by now. But the question exactly what can he get by demolishing me this way and can I ever hate him?............

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