Chapter 23. Who Are You?

Darsh's POV

"Master? Master?" Uncle Hemant's constant calling awakened me.

Glancing up, I spotted Uncle Hemant standing next to me, and Khushi was still unconscious. It wasn't night anymore, either. The room was illuminated by the sunlight that seeped through the window behind me.

"Good morning, Master Darsh." He greeted me while stretching out his arm to give me the coffee.

"Good morning," I replied, rubbing my eyes and grabbing the beverage. It seemed I dozed off while looking after Khushi and slept the remaining night there.

"What time is it?" I asked, taking a tiny taste from the container.

"It's 9 a.m."

"Oh."

The door suddenly opened, allowing Dr. Jain to enter while being followed by a nurse. The nurse was familiar. She visited Khushi's room a few times in the night to see how Khushi was doing. At times, the nurse inserted the injection into her arm, and at others, she changed the blood container.

"Good morning, Mr. Sinha."