"Sehban" she said aloud.
'I was shocked and happy as well. It has been a long time since I heard her calling my name.'
"I remember your name and a few of our dates as well.", She blushed while saying.
"What exactly do you remember, Alina? Please tell me everything whatever you've recalled." He said in somewhat authoritative tone but yet made it a request somehow.
"I remember your name, Sehban. And as you were proposing me, I had a vision of your previous confession and it felt like it was actually happening. And then the situations kept changing and all I could recollect was my happy time with you. I felt happy when you were planning out our future." She said as her face turned crimson.
'She only remembers the happy times. It's good for her.'
"Let's take some rest now. Don't think or try to remember more of it. You'll eventually remember everything." He paused for a few seconds and took her hands in his and said,
"I am with you as long you want me to be. I won't ever leave you, baby."
She blushed hard. He kissed her forehead again and was about to leave the room when she asked,
"It's your room, where will you sleep?"
He winked, "On top of My bed" and eyed her while saying ' my '.
She threw a small pillow on him.
He laughed and left the room.
'I'm hungry', thought she, while looking at her phone. It was 2:30 in the night. Her stomach started growling loudly.
She heard the sound of opening of the door.
"Is it you?"
"I thought you must be hungry, so I brought some snacks." He said.
"I love you, Sehban. How'd you know? I was very hungry, you know. What did you bring?" She said without a pause.
"Sehban... You there?"
"Uhh!... Yes, what did you say?" He asked.
"I said I love y..." She choked on her words but then she saw tears in his eyes.
"What happened? Is something wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"Uhh! It's nothing. . . I've brought some biscuits. These are all I have." He said apologetically.
'I miss you, Alina. Even if you said unconsciously that you love me, it still means a lot to me. I don't ever want you to remember everything. Let's just stay oblivious to the truth, my love. I don't want to see you cry again.'
***Monday***
"Sehban, can you please drop me at my home?" She stood in front his room's door and asked.
She knocked a few times but got no response from him.
She opened the door and went in only to see him sleeping curled up in fetal position on one corner of the bed.
She sat behind him on the bed and clicked a few pictures of him from her phone.
"Sehban, please wake up." She said so lightly that her voice sounded like a lullaby.
She touched his shoulder slightly and suddenly she was on the bed beneath him.