Chapter 6

• Marco’s POV
• I don’t know what is frustrating me more, her painful eyes, tears, or the loss I am going to suffer because of her drama.
• I wanted snatch that mic from her hand, and slap her and ask her to stop all these nonsense.
• The more she said, the more I felt grieved, and it is very irritating for me when someone else affects my emotions.
• I don’t have a good relationship with my parents; they always tell me that I am wrong, and the way I work is wrong, and because of their continuous nagging, I distanced myself with them.
• I only believe in ‘My way or highway,’ but this girl is shaking the foundation of my thoughts, and for that, I hate her now.
• Did she know the cost of this project and how hard it is to get the opportunity to work with my idol Mr. Carter Grayson, the richest man in the world?
• He agreed to work with us because of the story we had given him, but now I lost that opportunity because of her.
• I want to strangle her to death, but when I see her angelic face. I feel like taking her in my arms and protecting her, coaxing her, spoiling her, taking away all her worries and giving her a lot of happiness.
• But when I remember the loss I am going to face because of her, all other feelings for her fade away.
• I heard her word to word, but her last statement gave me the feeling that she was thinking, I saw an unbearable pain in her eyes when she said, “I can’t make it without my Mum.”
• I know she was very much connected to her Mom, the way she was talking to her Mom in India when we were on vacations, it felt like her Mom was like oxygen for her.
• When I heard her last statement, I immediately understood what she was going to do; next, I ran towards her, but it was already late before I could reach her. She jumped from the balcony.
• I felt like I lost my soul when I reached there, all I could see was her body laying on the ground covered in blood. 
• After one year
• Author’s POV
• It’s been one year to that incident, and everyone slowly forgot about it. 
• There was much news at that time, and every news story tells a different story.
• No one knew what fact was and what was a rumor. But one question lingered in everyone’s mind: “Where was Jane? There was no news of her in the last year; no one knew whether she was dead or alive.
• After that incident on that day, which hospital she was taken to, whether she was able to make it that night or not, no one knew anything.
• Neither there was any news about her father or sister. Little did anyone know that all the news related to that incident were suppressed?
• Jane’s POV
• I opened my eyes slowly, I don’t know whether I am dead or alive, but I found myself in a luxurious bedroom, I cannot move my body.
• I turned my face and saw a very handsome man sitting next to me, he was like a Greek god, and his face has no flaws. 
• Once my eyes met his blue eyes, he smiled softly and said, “Finally, you are awake.”
• I don’t know who is he, but his voice is so soft, I feel like I can hear him uninterrupted for many days, I tried to get up, but I didn’t have strength, it seems like my body is not in my control.
• He stopped me and said gently, “You have been in a coma for the last year, your body is weak, don’t force yourself.”
• I tried to speak, but my voice was meager, “Who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here, why I am not dead, why did you save me?”
• I asked all the questions in one breath, and after that, I felt like I lost all my energy.
• He smiled gently, and said, “first of all, get well soon, after that, I will answer all your questions one by one.”
• I frowned, thinking who this person is? And why did he save me? But I didn’t have energy in my body to ask any more questions, so I gave up on this conversation.
• He leaned forward, kissed my forehead, and said, “From tomorrow onwards we will start with your physiotherapy sessions, as you were in a coma for so long, your body is stiff, physiotherapy will help you to recover soon, and you will be able to walk again.”
• Saying this he left the room, I don’t know what this feeling is but for a moment I felt like I fell in love with him at first sight, he was so caring and gentle, but again the question came to my mind who is he?
• After he left, a group of doctors came into the room and started doing different checkups on me.
• One of the doctors, I think he was the head doctor, said, “Miss Gilbert, it’s a miracle that you woke up again even after the severe head injury.
• Miss Gilbert, we will start with your physiotherapy sessions from tomorrow, if you want to recover soon, try to give your best and don’t let Mr. Walter wait for more.”
• I frowned at his words, as I didn’t get the meaning of ‘Let Mr. Walter wait for more’ who is Mr. Walter and for what he is waiting and how is it related to me.
• As if the doctor read my mind, he said, “Don’t push yourself, you will understand everything once you recover.”
• After saying that, he was ready to leave, but before leaving, he said, “We will start the physiotherapy sessions from tomorrow at 9 am.”
• I can’t move my body; I was between strangers, I don’t know their purpose, I know that there is no free meal in the world, and what will these people get from a person like me.
• As I was pondering about these questions, the door of the room again opened from outside, and the Greek God came with a tray of food in his hands.
• I think he was more than 6 feet in height and he has a great body, he came and sat on the bed, and said gently, “As you have woken up, eat something, it will give you some energy, so that at least you can talk for longer.”