Chapter 59: Chapter 59

That kiss was earth shattering. That's the right word Natasha would like to use. The one that made her toes curl and heart beat rapidly. She couldn't believe any of this for a moment. For it felt like a dream.

She had her eyes closed, as she absorbed the kiss. She was too overwhelmed to react anything but that didn't stop him at all. His kiss only deepened, and she couldn't help but respond.

A small smile formed on his lips as he felt her kissing him back. His hands gently cup her face, while hers holds onto his neck as they stood in the middle of the hospital ward, kissing the living daylights out of each other. The tenderness then turned into wildness and it was now more of a raw and passionate kiss as they devoured each other's mouth.

They broke apart, panting softly. And gazed into each other's eyes. No words were spoken further as the eyes did all the talk.

"You." Natasha opened her mouth in a daze but was cut off by his kiss once again, which was wilder and passionate this time.

"I said, shut up," he whispered against her lips, before pulling apart. She stared at him wide-eyed, her legs were not in her control anymore. Any moment now, she was going to faint due to dizziness. The previous events were too overwhelming and were causing her such a headache.

"Come here," after dragging her to sit on the bed, Farhan gave her a glass of water, which she took with a glare.

"What are you looking at?" Natasha snapped at him as she felt his intense gaze upon her for longer than a minute. He quirked his brows at that, "my wife. I can stare all I want." was his reply. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by him once again.

"I said, shut up. You spoke a lot, let me speak now." he tucked her hair strands behind her ears and pulled the chair close to her bed and sat opposite to her.

Intertwining his hands with hers, he looked into her green orbs, which stared back at him, it was at that moment when he found the mystery behind those look of hers. He'd always tried to figure out what it was, it confused him so many times.

All these days she has been looking at him full of love and adoration, like he's her whole damn world and he, being the fool that he was, had no clue whatsoever.

Farhan felt like banging his head on some wall for being this stupid.

"T-those love letters.... t-they were for me?" he stuttered in shock, still finding all this hard to digest. It was so freaking unbelievable that someone could love him with so much passion and he had zero clue about that.

Natasha looked away, not being able to answer him. She had no idea how did she blurt that truth so damn casually. It was the anger that spoke and now she began to regret it suddenly. Farhan wasn't supposed to know that. Like ever.

"Please look at me, Nats. I want to know everything. Please." he pleaded in a soft and low voice, she looked back at him, who was having tears in his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Natasha wondered with worry, he shook his head in no whilst placing a lingering kiss on her palms, a small smile appeared on her lips unknowingly.

"No, I thought I don't deserve to be loved or something because Ha-Haya broke me," Farhan whispered, the hurt was so evident in his voice. Natasha became stiff at the mention of Haya.

"I thought I loved her so much and suddenly when I came to know about her marriage, I was broken. I acted like it didn't affect me at all but it did, so much. That's how I slowly drifted myself from everyone else and I pushed you away too." he teared up at the end. She held his hands tighter, which made him smile a little bit.

"But I'm so glad that I didn't end up with her." she gave him a confused stare at that.

"All this while I was just in the idea that I loved her, which I realized only a few days ago. Remember the Florida trip? I was gone for nearly eight months but all I could concentrate there was on my work. Not seeing Haya or talking with her regularly didn't mean anything to me. I did miss her but not so much."

"If I loved her truly, I would have missed her like a mad man and would have tried to find reasons to call her every few hours but that never happened. Turns out I never loved her, it was just the idea of it which I liked. I was attracted to her, fancied a family with her. But I'm so glad any of it didn't happen." he looked right into her eyes as he said those words, she stared back at him silently. She had no idea where this was going, but listened to him anyway.

"When you were gone for those two weeks trip of yours, I couldn't just stop thinking about you. I never understood why I felt like that until now, I wanted to call you so many times and check up on you. I tried to keep myself busy with works but that didn't help either. And it became worse when I accidentally found those file of love letters. I was so furious to know someone could love someone to that extent. All those words you used, those praises, your emotions, it made me feel so jealous of the person, Nats." Farhan chuckled at the end, turns out he was jealous of his own self all this while. What a fool he has been.

"I was so jealous you know... I wanted to be that person, I wanted to be loved like that. And knowing that you already love someone else like crazy scared me so much, I don't even know why. That is until now." Natasha stared at him blankly as she just lets him do all the talk as he continued, "but at that time, I wanted to be selfish and keep you for myself. What I felt at that time was so overwhelming, Nats. I couldn't get myself to see you loving someone else. I wanted all those love for myself. I vowed to never let you go. So, stop dreaming about that."

"Your mother. Alisha..." the fact that she was still stuck with those made him roll his eyes.

"I didn't ask you to talk yet, so shut up." he glared at her, as he leaned in and pecked her lips softly. That calmed her somehow.

"But you said you wanted me to tell you everything." she huffed angrily, to which he pinched her cheeks. He can't help it that she's so cute.

"I'm asking you to shut up again. Keep quiet." he pinched her adorable cheeks again at the end, making her glare at him. But he continued his talking anyway.

"When I got the news of your accident, you know my heart stopped beating for a moment. I was so scared. So scared of losing you." his voice was suddenly filled with vulnerability and her face softened.

"What I felt for Haya is nothing compared to what I'm feeling towards you, Natasha. It's much more strong and I think... I'm falling in love with you, fast and hard. I cannot even help it."

"You're what?" she asked him in disbelief, she couldn't believe her ears. This must be a dream, but only it wasn't. Natasha never thought she'd hear those magical words from him.

"You make me feel crazy things, Natasha...with Haya it was never there, I'm sorry for comparing all the time. But with you, it's so different. You are driving me insane."

"Welcome to the club, you make me feel the same way too." Natasha finally chuckled softly, he joins in and they both laugh together. It was slowly kicking into her. This was not a dream after all. He loves her it seems. Her began to beat frantically at that thought.

"So the letters?" he was still not able to believe that it was him, who she loves like a madwoman. What is so special about him anyway?

She nodded in yes with a sad smile on her face.

"It hurt, Farhan. It hurt a lot, when I was so in love with you and to see you passing heart eyes to someone else... It hurt a lot. I hate that I love you so much." she cried bitterly, who moved to sit beside her and engulfs her into a tight hug.

Farhan felt like the worst person alive for making her go through this unknowingly. He couldn't imagine himself in her shoes, having to see the love of your life love someone else. It must be horrible. And he promised himself to make it up to her, even if it takes his whole life.

"I'm so sorry that I never realized, I'm so sorry for making you go through all of those. For making you feel so insecure. God, Natasha. I'm so sorry." he whispered against her hair, whilst kissing them softly. She sniffed on his chest as she breathed in and out.

"I envied Haya, a lot you know... I wanted to be in her place so badly and I finally did get her place, but you were not ready to accept our marriage at all." she hits his chest lightly at the end.

"Seeing those photos on your walls, made me so mad. And you're telling me that you didn't love her now. I don't know what to believe, Farhan." she muttered in a tired voice whilst continuing to cry, he rubbed on her back trying to calm her down.

"Please stop crying, I know it's unbelievable. But I've stopped the idea of loving her, a long ago. And now my heart and thoughts are consumed by you. Only you." he cupped her face and placed a longing kiss on her lips, which she returned gladly.

This kiss was nothing like the ones before. For he was determined to show her all his emotions in this kiss. And Natasha could literally feel them. Every bit of them. And her heart swelled in happiness.

"You're so perfect, beyond perfect if you ask me, stop with that insecurity and I don't even deserve you in the first place but you're mine and I'm never letting you go," he muttered huskily, as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"You're the best wife anyone could ever ask for, Natasha. How can you be so insecure? It's I, who don't deserve you." Farhan added with a chuckle, she teared up at his words. Her insecurities slowly felt like fading away, it will eventually leave her one day. But right now, she couldn't care less. All of this was so overwhelming.

"Farhan..." breaking apart from the hug, she called his name with so much love. He hummed in response, whilst staring back at her pretty green eyes. God, they are freaking beautiful.

"I love you so damn much, Farhan Sheikh. I can't imagine a life without you. You've possessed my heart, soul and everything, yet you had no idea, dumbo." he smiled at the end. "I'm glad I wasn't too late."

"And I love you too, Natasha Farhan." he pulled her into his embrace once again. It was still so freaking unbelievable.

"Allah! I can't believe, I'm saying this to you so openly. I love you so so much, Farhan." she cupped his face and began to pepper him with lots of kisses everywhere. He smiled at her antics. She was just too cute.

He also enjoyed the bold version of his wife more than anything. He could get used to this.

"Wait a minute..." Natasha stopped kissing him and stared at her surroundings wide-eyed. Farhan missed her kisses almost immediately. The slight frown on his face said it all.

"What happened?" a very confused Farhan asked her, to which she pouted cutely and whined, "I can't believe that I've confessed my feelings here, in this smelly old hospital. God, it's so unromantic!"

Farhan threw his head back and bursts out laughing at that, "Natasha... stop being so cute. You're making me fall harder and harder."

"Ah, Farhan. Stop pinching me." she slapped his hands away and rubs her cheeks to soothe the pain whilst glaring at him.

Natasha didn't think that she'd actually confess her feelings today, but life is full of surprises anyway and this was one of them. She is so glad that it finally did happen and to know that he reciprocated her feelings was beyond her. But she is happy, so very happy. A small smile formed on her lips as she recalled everything.

Farhan loved her. And damn, it still feels so unbelievable.