Chapter 43: A Gunshot and A Miracle

"When you're lucky enough to meet your one person, then life takes a turn for the best. It can't get better than that."

-John Krasinski

Arsala's POV

My elder brother shot, How? Why? By who? How could something like this happen? Haider isn't one who goes around making enemies, more so an enemy capable of shooting him.

Running into the hospital as fast as my body could let me, my face is covered in tears. I'm terrified, I'm terrified of losing Haider he is the only family I have let.

I rush towards the receptionist front desk. "Where is he?" I asks breathing heavily.

"Calm down ma!" She puts down the landline.

"Haider.....take me to go see him.." More tears stream down my face.

"Are you here for the man who was brought in with a gunshot wound?" She asks walking out of her desk.

"Yes I'm his sister!"

"He is still in an unstable condition." She takes my trembling hand into hers.

"What?.....do you......."

"Arsala!" Imran's voice interrupts me.