Rajat was too shocked to react anything…he was standing there like a statue…he was now feeling guilty for Purvi's miseries…if he kept his ego aside and tried to contact her maybe he could have saved her…she has to go through alot and somewhere he was responsible for it..

"Please Rajat! Mujhe ye bacha nahi chahiye…baar baar ye bacha mujhe ussi narak ki yaad dila raha hai jo mene inn 3mahino mai dekha hai… please Rajat mujhe ye bacha nahi chahiye… nahi chahiye mujhe ye bacha" Purvi was crying nonstop, pleading him to help her get rid of the baby.

Rajat came out of his thoughts and looked at her…she was looking so miserable…she was not the same girl he loved so much…his Purvi was childish, easygoing, very lovely and used to be always smiling, making him always happy with her presence, but today she was a mess…she was in such a bad condition because of him..he wanted to punish himself for being so irresponsible towards her…his hand reached her head, she looked up and saw him staring at her with tears in his eyes…his eyes were looking guilty as if asking her for forgiveness….she stood up and hugged him tightly.

"Please Rajat mujje fir se kabhi apne se alag mat kijiyega…mai aapke bina nahi reh sakti…nahi reh sakti mai aapke bina" she tighten her grip on him

"Mujhe samajh hi nahi aa raha hai Purvi ki mai kya bolu…jo kuch bhi aapke saath hua kahi na kahi usske liye mai hi jimmedar hu…I was your only family and mene aapko itna neglect kiya and mere ego ke chakkar mai aapko itna kuch sehna pada… gussa aa raha hai mujhe apne aap par…ghinnn aa rahi hai khud se ki mai itna selfish kaise ho sakta hu" Rajat breaks down in her arms

He separated her from him and turned his face to other side…he was not able to meet eyes with her…he was feeling so angry at himself…his mind was reminding him again and again what Purvi went through and that's all because of him…He angrily punched on the wall very hardly that his hand started bleeding… Purvi was shocked to see this and ran to him…she touched his bleeding hand.

"Ye aapne kya kiya Rajat… pagal ho gaye hai kya" Purvi said in concern

she took him near the bed and make him sit down..she started cleaning his wound blowing air on it.

"Mujhe nafrat si ho rahi hai apne aap se..I just want to punish myself" he angrily jerked his hand preventing her to tie bandage on it.

"Basss Rajat…basss ab aur nahi.. Bahut ho chuka aapka ab! Chup chap baithe rahiye abhi varna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga" she warningly said in a stern voice and Rajat had to oblige.

She was applying bandage on his hand while his other hand reached to her face…she looked at him he was crying.

"I am sorry Bacha! I am really sorry..ye sab meri vajah se hua…mai apne aap ko kabhi maaf bhi kar paunga ya nahi mujhe nahi pata… bahut chota mehsus kar raha hu aaj mai.. bahut ghin aa rahi hai khud se" Rajat said pressing his eyes with his hands

"Nahi Rajat! Jo hua vo ho gaya hum usse ni badal sakte… ab bass aage ka sochna hai! Basss ho gaya ab mujhe uss sab ke bare mai kuch yaad nahi karna hai…uss hadse se judi har ek yaad ko mitana chahti hu mai…aap meri madad karenge na" she asked him while cupping his face

He just nodded his head in yes and breaks down in her arms.. they both cried there heart out in each other's arms.

Rajat convinced Purvi to file a complaint in the police station against the traffickers…she also helped in making the sketch of the aunty and the men she was sold to.

Some days later

Purvi was in the hospital for her abortion…Rajat was seating near her holding her hand…

"Mai hoon aapke saath! Bilkul chinta karne ki jarurat ni hai aapko" he said assuring her

She just gave him a weak smile and he kissed on her forehead…

Nurses were running some tests on Purvi for formalities while Rajat was in his cabin checking other patients… Purvi was now alone in her ward lost in her thoughts.

"Kya mai ye sahi kar rahi hu?…she touched her belly and some fresh tears rolled down her cheeks…jo bhi ho lekin ye bacha mera hai…mai apne hi bache ko maarkar sahi kar rahi hu kya?" Purvi was In dillema..she didn't want to carry any bad memory of her painful past and that baby was the living proof of that agony and If she don't get rid of it, those memories will haunt her forever…will she ever be able to accept the baby if she don't get rid of it? All the thoughts were disturbing her.

Rajat was in his cabin when the nurse came there with the reports.

"Sir reports aa gai hai patient ki" the nurse said

Rajat came out of his thoughts hearing her voice.

"Haan! Kya hai reports mai? Kuch problem to nahi hai" Rajat asked

"Sir reports to normal hai..ek baat bahut ajeeb hai sir..Rajat looked at her with questioning eyes…jab vo patient yaha pehli baar aayi thi tab unki halat itni Kharab thi, unke sharir par itni sari injuries ke nishan the I wonder iss baby ne abhi tak kaise survive kar liya… almost 3 and half months ki pregnancy hai aur initial stage mai body par itne torture ke baad bhi the baby survived and he is all fine..ye baat thodi ajeeb hai sir" the nurse said

Rajat was shocked to hear what the nurse said… Purvi was 3 and half months pregnant…was there any chance that the baby was of him? He had to be sure…he asked the nurse to run some more tests on Purvi..he ran a paternity test and was anxiously waiting for the results of the test.

Rajat was getting very anxious as the time was passing he was walking here and there in his cabin waiting for the reports…he was desperately hoping for test results to be positive…finally after an hour the nurse came back with the reports..his hands were trembling while opening the file.

As soon as he saw the test results his eyes filled with happy tears..he didn't know what he did to deserve this happiness…the test results were positive…it was indeed his child…his Purvi was carrying his child.