Dhira sat down outside the nurse"s office after they took Visha in. They had hurried Visha to the infirmary almost immediately. Yash had helped a lot as he carried her here while Dhira cleared the crowd. She looked at the guy beside her anxiously staring at the door. She couldn"t believe it. This was the same one who had humiliated Visha not long ago. And now was worried to death about her. Such a fickle minded man, one day he adores her, then shuns her away and then goes pale when she gets hurt. And they say women are complicated. Dhira then looked away at the door too waiting for the nurse to come out.Visha had already lost consciousness before they brought her here. The nurse had appreciated the fact that no one tried to pull the gla.s.s piece out. Apparently it could have cut through an important blood vessel and if someone had pulled it out, she would have lost way more blood than she did now.
And only Dhira knew the value of that precious blood. Just a few drops had multiplied Dhira"s powers by many folds. Her blood was like steroids for witches, if someone finds out they might bleed her dry. This was another reason Dhira had kept everything a secret. She won"t let anyone use her Puppy like some pig to be slaughtered.
Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out from her pocket. It was a text from Shivam. He wanted to know what he should do with Divya. She was in a hurry when she saw Visha unconscious and left without giving any further instructions. She had told him to keep an eye on Divya. She then began typing,
"Get her to the bas.e.m.e.nt."
She will deal with it later. That Divya b*tch will definitely pay. She had gone overboard this time. Puppy could have died tonight. Maybe Shivam was right. Hiding things is only making her even more open to attacks. Just then the nurse stepped out and Dhira rushed to her.
"How is she?" she looked fl.u.s.tered and not like herself right now. The nurse was shocked to see her like this. She had worked here for years and never seen someone as indifferent as Dhira. She had hardly ever cared about anything, not even when she herself recieved some st.i.tches last year from a sports injury. And now was here, all fl.u.s.tered up over someone else.
"Nothing serious. Luckily, it was just a flesh wound. I st.i.tched it up and she is just fine."
Dhira heaved a sigh of relief and pushed the door open. Visha was already sitting up fixing her dress when she looked up and saw Dhira. She could see how worried Dhira looked and wanted her to calm down. So to a.s.sure her, Visha gave a goofy smile and Dhira let out a laugh when she saw that uncaring expression. She came and sat down beside her.
"I have some things to confess." she said in a serious tone. Visha could sense it was something important and hence attentively turned to face her.
"I already know the people behind the attacks. All of them. There were three in total."
"I thought I offended way more than that." Visha chuckled.
"One is already taken care of. And the other one is in my grasp right now. But the last one, that"s a tough one."
Visha felt her heart warm up after hearing her. She had already taken care of all these things without even letting her know. Even a real sibling won"t have been this caring. She felt grateful for having met a big sister like her.
"Who could be tough in front of you, Big Sis?"
"She"s someone you trust and I don"t know if I should make a move on her."
Visha wasn"t as surprised to hear this as Dhira had imagined. She must have already suspected it, but purposely looked over it to not get hurt. She was trying to protect her heart from being broken. But she can"t anymore, uptill now it was just about the compet.i.tion. Today it was her life! She had to take this seriously. So she nodded at Dhira to reveal the culprit.
"Priya" the name dropped like a bomb on Visha and she sat there unmoved. A lot of things were going through her mind but the main question was.
"But why?"
"Because she likes Vikram who keeps on following you. Jealousy of a woman in love is a dangerous thing."
Visha knew she would have to deal with it on her own. Dhira was already knee deep in coven affairs and she couldn"t trouble her anymore. She would"ve to think of something.