Wednesday, 7:23 PM, at the Hospital
Rupi hurried into City Bridge Hospital, where Aryan had previously worked. She made a beeline for the receptionist, panting heavily.
The receptionist asked politely, "Easy, ma'am. How can I assist you? Do you need help?"
Rupi, still breathless, responded, "Yes, please. Could you give me Dr. Aryan Singh Rathore's number? It's urgent-he's a doctor here."
The receptionist, looking perplexed, checked the register again. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but there is no doctor named Aryan Singh Rathore in our hospital."
Rupi panicked. "What? Please, this is urgent-it's a matter of life and death. I've seen the hospital certificates with Aryan's name. I know he used to work here."
"Excuse me, is there a problem, ma'am?" A senior doctor inquired from behind.
Rupi turned to face her. The doctor seemed familiar, but there was no time for reminiscence.
"Yes, I need a doctor's information-his contact number, if possible."
The senior doctor, Arpita Singh Rathore, smiled politely. "Of course, miss. Give me some details, and I'll see what I can do. I apologize on her behalf; she's new here."
Rupi nodded. "I need Dr. Aryan Singh Rathore's number."
Arpita's eyes welled up with tears. "Why do you need Arru's number now?"
"It's urgent," Rupi pleaded.
Arpita shook her head, confused. "Wait a minute-whom are you talking about?"
"I'll show you."
Wednesday, 7:33 PM, at Imlie's House
Imlie raised her hands, and sharp objects-knives, nails, shards of mirrors-began to float in the air. She directed them at Aryan with full force, but to her shock, they passed through him harmlessly. Aryan smiled serenely.
He approached Imlie and said, "Woh mohobat, mohobat hi kya Imlie. Jiske jaane par hum mit na jaaye?"
Back at the Hospital
Rupi showed Aryan's photo to Arpita, whose eyes instantly filled with tears. "Arru... Are you talking about Dr. Aryan Singh Rathore? Why do you need his number? Arru is no longer in this world."
Rupi's head spun. "What? Are you out of your mind, Ms.....Ms Rathore?"
Arpita wiped her tears. "Yes, I am Arru's elder sister. He committed suicide a year ago after Imlie's departure. He left me too. He was a doctor at this hospital."
Rupi's throbbing headache intensified, and she fainted, unable to endure more shocks.
Scene Shifts to Imlie's House
Aryan approached Imlie with a pained smile. "You are still not free, Imlie, because you seek revenge. I am not free because I did not want to be. I could not let my love remain selfish, even if it was madness."
Imlie swallowed hard. "What are you trying to say?"
"I was the cause of your nightmares. I wanted you to remember that night and prove my innocence," Aryan said, waving his hand, revealing a scene from Imlie's wedding.
In the Vision -
It was clear that Aditya planted the bomb in Imlie's parents' car. While he's sitting in his car and imlie was adjusting her lehenga, he detonated the bomb remotely.
A devastated Imlie rushed to her parents.
Aditya brings the marriage certificate. "They had to die, Imlie. How else would I get their properties, which you gave away?" He pulled out the property papers she had signed.
He exited the car and pointed a gun at Imlie. "You are of no use to me now, Imlie. You must join your parents. Your Aryan Singh Rathore will not let me have you and if I can't. If you can't be mine, then you won't be anyone's."
Aditya shot Imlie from behind as Aryan arrived. Aditya smirked and escaped, leaving Imlie to misunderstand Aryan's presence.
"I will ruin anyone who comes between us,"
" If you can't be Aryan Singh Rathore's, then you won't be anyone's."
All Imlie remembered were his words.
Aryan rushed to Imlie, cradling her head in his lap, checking her pulse. She had already stopped breathing. Grief and rage consumed him. He placed her back on the road and pursued Aditya into the jungle.
Aditya ran, but a rock hit him from behind, making him fall. Aryan, seething with anger, pinned him to a tree, delivering relentless punches.
Aditya managed to punch Aryan, but Aryan, fueled by rage, retaliated and continued the merciless beating until he had no energy left. He then shot Aditya with his own gun.
Aryan returned to Imlie and took her to the cemetery, performing the proper rituals. He sat beside her, singing a lullaby as she lay in her wedding attire. A drop of rain fell on him, and he cried out, "Imlieee!" hugging her lifeless body.
After burying her, he placed a gun to his head. "I'll love you forever, Junglee," he said and shot himself, falling on her grave.
The Vision Disappeared
Imlie looked at Aryan with teary eyes as he joined their foreheads. "My love was never murderous, Imlie. It was just madly in love with you. I wanted to show you the truth. I knew you would come. I waited for a whole year for you. Now that my purpose is fulfilled, we are both free."
Imlie held his nape, tears rolling down. "Please forgive me."
Aryan nodded, placing his hands over her eyes, and they both found themselves in her backyard.
Aryan, with teary eyes, said, "It's time to go, Imlie. My love for you will never end. Aryan Singh Rathore Kal bhi Imlie se utna hi pyaar karta thaa jitna aaj karta hai, aur hamesha karta rahega. Insaan katam ho jaate ha par deewangi Nahi,"
Imlie cried harder. "You are leaving me."
"Mein exactly yahi kar raha hun, tum kya kar logi?" he chuckled painfully, and in an instant, she ran into his arms.
"Our journey was short. It would have been better with a few more moments of happiness. We were bound to end one day. An inexplicable restlessness remains in my heart. Perhaps, if we had spent more time together, we would have been content. We will meet, Junglee, where no sorrow can reach us, where we can understand each other without words... I love you, Imlie."
"I love you too," she sobbed on his chest.
Aryan's tears rolled down. He detached himself and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, finally at peace.
She watched him as his body began to disappear into the fog. She cried out as her body also started to fade. He shook his head, and she smiled. They vanished forever.
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The End
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