Atifa's pov:
As we silently waited for the doctor to come out and inform us about her health, I silently prayed for her health as tears quietly made their way down my face. It was all because of me afterall. If only I hadn't forced him to come with me, maybe we could have avoided this.
"Don't blame yourself for anything, it isn't your fault. This was already written in our fate so it was bound to happen someday. There is no point in blaming yourself." Saad's soft and gentle voice brought me out of my turbulent thoughts. Glancing at him, I found him attempting to give me a small smile.
Noticing a red mark on his neck, I replied. "You are hurt."
"Do you understand me?" Instead of replying to me, he questioned gently, expectantly, making me sigh.