Can you mend my broken heart?

After Vikram disconnected the call, Akira kept staring at her phone screen for no reason for a while.

Life had become so tumultuous in this last couple of days for her that she had no time to breathe or think about anything sane.

She tried to call Raymond again, but his phone was switched off.

This time she didn't panic because she knew that he would probably be on a flight to New York. After this whole jaunt of one and a half year, she was convinced that there was nothing that could stow them away from each other. She knew that their love was to blossom irrespective of everything that was happening around, irrespective of the forces which were acting around.

She knew she was destined to be with him. He had defied death for her and this time for his sake, she was ready to defy the entire world, because she wasn't the naive and powerless girl anymore. She was an empowered version of herself who would stop at nothing.

She propped her neck a bit and saw Dr. Nelson sitting along with Dr. Oshana and was checking something on her system.

A few minutes earlier, when Oshana had come to her seat and had seen Raymond's file in Dr. Nelson's hands, Akira had clearly seen the faint shade of fear in her eyes. Like she was afraid that someone might rip off the mask from her face and reveal what was lying hidden underneath.

She knew that this woman was up to no good, but she had to figure out what and why.

As Akira had already taken out the projection reports from that file, Oshana seemed a bit relaxed after seeing the file which she had snatched from Dr. Nelson's hands, but little did that tiny monster know that the entire facade that she was trying to pull, had already been revealed in front of Akira.

Holding on to those projection papers, Akira took a deep breath and went back on searching more and more stuff that she could gather as evidence against her supposedly fake report while waiting for the last paper to be presented after the tea-break.

Soon after the tea break was over, all the doctors and practitioners and other audiences started coming back to their seats. She saw Dr. Nelson leaving the auditorium room. At first she wanted to go upto him and show him those papers to know the truth behind it, but then she stopped herself as she could clearly see that Dr. Oshana was good freinds with him.

She wasn't ready to risk anything at this point.

So even though she knew that it would take time, she decided to not to go and ask him anything more, even though he was the best source of help in front of her.

Taking a deep breath, she started recording the session and wrote whatever she could understand in her notebook.

After the session was over, she called up the hotel to arrange for a car back to the hotel for her.

As it was raining outside, she stood a bit away from the main entrance and was waiting for her car to arrive and just then a car stopped in front of her.

Rolling the passenger side window down, he asked,

"Do you need a drop somewhere?"

It was pouring heavily, so she was unable to see the face clearly. So she came a bit forward and was surprised to see Dr. Nelson in the driving seat.

"Um... my hotel will send a car. I have informed them already. I guess it will be here in another 10-15 minutes. Thanks for asking though".

"It's raining terribly here and as the roads are narrow I think due to weather conditions it might take more than 30-40 minutes for your car to arrive. You sure you want to wait that long here. I can drop you wherever your hotel is".

Akira looked at the rain that was blasting on mercilessly. Its intensity was increasing with every passing minute. She had heard how bad the rains in London could be. She had to catch her evening flight as well and in no way, in hell, she wanted to miss the flight to New York.

So she nodded and walked towards the car.

But he raised his hand like an indication for her to stop there. He leaned back and pulled an umbrella from the back seat of the car and opened it and came to her.

"Get under this", he said and escorted her till the passenger seat and then he himself got inside.

Dr. Nelson was the epitome of a perfect gentleman. So there was no chance that he would have let her wait for her car to come or for her to get drenched while getting inside his car.

He was engineered that way.

Chivalry was imbibed in his soul.