Ayna hugged Abir tightly, crying. "I've lost everything," she sobbed. "There's nothing left for me. Nothing at all."
Abir spoke gently, "Relax, everything will be fine. I'll fix everything."
Ayna pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. "You'll fix it?" she said bitterly. "You? You didn't even ask me what I wanted. You just do what you think is right. You took me to my house without even telling me or talking to me about it. You decided you'd set me free forever and never come back into my life. You didn't ask me once what I wanted. And now you say you'll fix everything?"
Abir listened silently, knowing Ayna had a point. After a moment, he asked, "What do you want?"
Still in tears, Ayna replied, "I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay here, with you, in your room. Always." She walked out to the balcony.
Abir was taken aback, watching her walk away. Every word she said was completely unexpected for him.
Meanwhile, Adil, who was standing by the door, smiled as he overheard them. He thought to himself, "I feel like you two are never going to be apart. Ayna, you're the one who can give Abir every happiness. He's never thought this much about any girl before. I don't think it'll be long before your love story begins." Smiling, Adil walked away.
Abir typed something on his phone, then followed Ayna to the balcony and said, "I'm sorry, but I've made another decision without asking you."
Ayna looked at him questioningly.
Abir continued, "I can't change what happened in the last year, but I promise what happens next will be right. I don't know why you want to stay with me in my home, in my room, but in a few days, we're getting married." With that, he walked back inside the room and headed to the bathroom.
Ayna stood there for a moment, stunned. "Marriage?" she thought. "Abir is going to marry me? And when did he decide this?" Lost in thought, she entered the room. Not seeing Abir there, she suddenly felt dizzy. She clutched her head as the room began to spin, just as she was about to collapse, Abir caught her.
His hands were around her waist, one of her arms was draped over his shoulder, and the other hung down. Abir helped her stand upright and guided her to sit on the bed. "Are you okay?" he asked.
Ayna nodded weakly, "Yes, I'm fine. Just felt dizzy."
"I think you need rest," Abir said. "You've taken on too much stress today. Just rest. I'm here, and I'll take care of everything." He left the room, and Ayna lay down, closing her eyes.
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Evening
When Ayna opened her eyes, she looked around for Abir, but he wasn't there. She got out of bed and felt a strange sensation, heading straight to the bathroom as nausea overcame her. A while later, she washed her face and wiped it with a towel. When she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Abir standing there, watching her.
She quietly walked over to the bed and sat down.
Abir approached her, holding something in his hand, and said, "Go check."
Her eyes widened when she saw the kit he was holding. She glanced at him and then at the kit.
"Go and come back quickly," he insisted.
Ayna took the kit and went to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, she emerged, standing with her head lowered in front of Abir.
He looked at her and asked, "What's the result?"
Looking up, she replied softly, "I'm pregnant."
Abir's face remained expressionless at her announcement. He simply said, "You should rest now. Tomorrow we'll go to the hospital, so be ready."
The mention of the hospital made Ayna's eyes widen in surprise. She began to worry, thinking, "Is Abir planning to make me get an abortion? No, I won't let that happen! I love my baby. I'm its mother. No, I'll never agree to an abortion!"
Turning to Abir, she said, "I'm not going anywhere with you, especially not to a hospital," and walked out to the balcony.
Abir sighed deeply and followed her. Standing beside her on the balcony, he noticed her tear-filled eyes as she looked out at the view.
Taking a step forward, he gently turned her to face him. In a calm voice, he asked, "What's going on in your head? What are you thinking?"
Ayna looked into his eyes and said, "You've made every decision so far, whether it was about your life or mine. But now, I'll make my own decisions. I'll decide whether this child stays in my life or not. I've already lost so much because of you, but I don't want to lose my baby. You can't force me into an abortion!"
Hearing her words, Abir stared at her for a moment, then spoke sternly, "What did you just say? Abortion? Do you seriously think I'd make you do that? Why would I ever do that? Why would I want to kill my own child? This baby is mine too. I asked you to come to the hospital so you could get a check-up, not for an abortion. Get those ideas out of your head."
Ayna replied softly, "Then why, when I told you I was pregnant, was there no happiness on your face?"
Abir replied, "Because I didn't show it. Look, Ayna, no matter how bad I am, my baby means a lot to me. I would never let anything happen to it. And I know that you like me, that you love me. Even after all the things I've put you through. Why? Will you tell me why?"