CHAPTER54 [SHE COLLAPSED]
Aarohi was still sitting on the bench.
Tears continuously rolled down her cheeks.
She was crying silently.
Her eyes were red, and her face looked completely exhausted.
She kept asking herself the same question again and again.
At that moment, a sharp pain shot through her head.
She immediately held her forehead.
Her wound had started hurting badly.
Everything around her began spinning.
She closed her eyes tightly.
Just then, she heard footsteps.
"Aarohi..."
She looked up.
Karan was standing in front of her.
He looked at her pale face and became worried.
"Tum theek ho?"
(Are you okay?)
Aarohi simply nodded.
Karan looked at her for a few moments.
Then he smiled slightly.
"Usse hosh aa gaya."
(He regained consciousness.)
For a second...
Everything inside Aarohi stopped.
She stared at him.
"What...?"
Her voice was barely a whisper.
Karan nodded.
"Vihaan ko hosh aa gaya."
(Vihaan has regained consciousness.)
Without realizing it...
Aarohi immediately stood up.
But the moment she stood...
Her head spun badly.
She almost lost her balance.
Karan quickly held her arm.
"Aarohi!"
She held her forehead.
Everything was blurry.
She wasn't even in a condition to stand.
But despite that...
She straightened herself.
Then she slowly started walking towards the hospital.
Karan looked at her in silence.
He didn't stop her.
Because he knew...
Some relationships are beyond understanding.
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Aarohi kept walking.
One step.
Then another.
Then another.
Suddenly...
A question appeared in her mind.
"Main usse dekhne kyu jaa rahi hoon?"
(Why am I going to see him?)
Her steps slowed.
Her mind screamed.
"Mat jaa, Aarohi."
(Don't go, Aarohi.)
"Tera kaam khatam ho gaya."
(Your work is done.)
"Tune uski jaan bacha di."
(You saved his life.)
"Ab wapas chali ja."
(Now go back.)
Her eyes became moist.
Her mind kept reminding her.
"He broke you."
"He destroyed your smile."
"He made you suffer."
"He never trusted you."
Then suddenly...
Her heart spoke.
"Bas ek baar..."
(Just once...)
"Bas ek jhalak dekh kar chali jaungi."
(I'll just look at him once and then leave.)
Again...
A war began.
Between her heart and mind.
Her mind said-
"Go back."
Her heart said-
"See him once."
But this time...
Her feet didn't stop.
She kept walking.
As if they had made the decision for her.
A few moments later...
She was standing outside his room.
She looked through the glass.
The entire Singhania family was inside.
Anjali was sitting beside him.
Mr. Singhania stood near the bed.
Karan entered as well.
Everyone looked relieved.
Happy.
Aarohi simply stood there.
Silently.
Then...
As if sensing something...
Vihaan looked towards the door.
Their eyes met.
He froze.
His breathing almost stopped.
Because standing there...
Was Aarohi.
For a moment...
He thought he was hallucinating.
Because for one whole year...
He had seen her everywhere.
In his room.
In his office.
In his dreams.
In his sleepless nights.
He blinked once.
She was still there.
He blinked again.
Still there.
This time...
His eyes became moist.
Because she wasn't his imagination.
She was really here.
Inside the room, everyone noticed where Vihaan was looking.
They turned around.
And saw Aarohi.
Silence filled the room.
Then slowly...
One by one...
Everyone walked outside.
Giving them privacy.
The door closed.
Now...
Only they were there.
Aarohi and Vihaan.
For an entire year...
They had lived under the same sky.
Breathed the same air.
Missed each other every night.
Yet never met.
And today...
Fate had brought them face to face again.
Aarohi slowly started walking towards him.
Every step felt heavy.
She had no strength left.
Her body was exhausted.
She had lost blood.
Her head was injured.
Even standing felt difficult.
But for the first time...
She let her heart win.
And here she was.
Standing beside him.
Vihaan simply stared at her.
As if he was afraid.
Afraid that if he blinked...
She would disappear again.
Neither of them spoke.
Neither looked away.
They simply looked at each other.
Their eyes...
Said everything their lips couldn't.
Vihaan's gaze suddenly fell on the bandage wrapped around Aarohi's forehead.
His brows furrowed.
For the first time since regaining consciousness, worry appeared on his face.
In a weak voice, he asked,
"Tumhe chot kaise lagi?"
(How did you get hurt?)
The moment those words reached her ears...
Aarohi froze.
Exactly one year.
After an entire year...
She was hearing his voice again.
The same voice that once became the reason for her smiles.
The same voice that later became the reason for her tears.
For a moment, everything around her disappeared.
Only his voice remained.
Her eyes became moist.
She quickly looked away.
No.
She couldn't break down.
Not now.
She took a deep breath and calmed the storm raging inside her.
Then, forcing a small smile, she said,
"Kuch nahi... bas halka sa lag gaya tha."
(It's nothing... just a minor injury.)
Her voice trembled.
Even speaking felt difficult.
She wasn't feeling well.
Her head hurt terribly.
Her body was weak due to the blood loss.
Her vision was becoming blurry.
But she didn't want to appear weak.
Not in front of him.
She had spent an entire year putting herself back together.
She didn't want him to see her broken again.
Her eyes kept closing on their own.
But she forcefully kept them open.
Slowly, she sat on the chair beside his bed.
For a few moments, neither of them spoke.
Then Aarohi looked at him.
"Ab tum theek ho na?"
(Are you okay now?)
Vihaan looked at her in disbelief.
The person he had hurt the most...
The person whose life he had turned upside down...
Was still worried about him.
Even now.
His eyes slowly became red.
He couldn't understand her.
How could she still care?
How could she still come running for him?
A lump formed in his throat.
Unable to speak, he simply nodded.
"Haan."
(Yes.)
Aarohi also nodded.
As if that answer was enough.
She slowly stood up.
"I should leave."
She turned to go.
But suddenly...
Everything around her started spinning.
Her vision blurred completely.
She held her forehead.
The room began to tilt.
Vihaan immediately noticed.
"Aarohi...?"
She tried taking another step.
But her body had finally given up.
She had been running on nothing but worry and emotions.
The accident.
The blood loss.
The long journey.
The surgery.
She had ignored everything.
And now...
Her body refused to cooperate anymore.
Before she could steady herself-
She collapsed.
Her head fell on the right side of Vihaan's bed.
For a second...
Vihaan's breathing stopped.
"Aarohi!"
Panic flashed across his face.
He immediately tried to sit up.
A sharp pain shot through his chest.
He winced.
But he didn't care.
He looked at the unconscious girl lying beside him.
"Aarohi... aankhein kholo."
(Aarohi... open your eyes.)
No response.
His heartbeat became erratic.
Fear gripped him.
He slowly extended his trembling hand and touched her face.
It was cold.
Too cold.
His eyes widened.
"Aarohi!"
Ignoring his own condition, he tried getting out of bed.
The monitors started beeping rapidly.
Pain tore through his chest.
Still, he didn't stop.
He looked like a man who was about to lose everything all over again.
Then, gathering all his strength, he shouted,
"Doctor!"
No one came.
He shouted again, this time louder,
"DOCTOR!"
The door immediately opened.
Doctors and nurses rushed inside.
And there sat Vihaan-
Fresh stitches on his chest...
Barely conscious himself...
Yet holding Aarohi's hand tightly.
As if letting go would make her disappear again.
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