ℑ𝔰𝔥𝔮-𝔢-𝔨𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔞

Ⓒⓗⓐⓟⓣⓔⓡ ①⓪

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Previously:-
This is what's going on in the house without Ruhi. None accepted but Ruhi's absence has affected everyone very badly. And that's how everyone passed another day in hopes of seeing her awake, happy and back to normal the next day.
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Kiara's pov

Everyday brings a new ray of hope for everyone, and so for us too. We are on the way to the hospital with both the kids to meet Ruhi. I don't know if she will react or not but i have faith that she will. She has played with Ray when we was in my belly before her marriage. She will have to react to them now as well.

Rehaan:- Bhabhi you have to leave with the babies after some minutes you can't stay there with babies for long.

Kiara:- Rehaan i know, i get that you are worried but you are repeating it since we have sat in the car.

Rehaan:- If Ruhi wakes up and knows that I didn't take care of you guys she will make me go in coma after her. Heard that saying 'better be safe than sorry' that's the case with me.

Ajay:- Since when did you start caring about Ruhi that much?

Kiara:- Ajay!

I slapped his thigh lightly while eyeing him.

Rehaan:- Apparently since she was attacked.

And than the whole ride was silent. When we reached the hospital the clash between Ajay and Rehaan seems to be continuing because of the heavy tension they were carrying around them. Even when we entered Ruhi's room both of them sat away from each other and away from Ruhi. I placed Ray beside Ruhi and sat with Ria on the same side.

Kiara:- See Ruhi today both your nephew and niece are here to meet you. And surprisingly today they both smiled when I woke up like they new that they are going to meet their Bua (Aunt). C'mon Ruhi it's enough now stop playing with us.

All of the sudden the heart monitors again started to beep loudly. Rehaan hurriedly called doctors who pushed us back and started checking her up.

Author's pov

As consciousness slowly seeped back into her fragmented reality, Ruhani could feel a sense of weightlessness, as though she was floating in a dark void. A haze fogged her mind, and her senses felt dulled, as if trying to navigate through a thick fog.

She tried to make sense of her surroundings but found nothing but darkness enveloping her., Ruhani became aware of a throbbing ache radiating from her skull, pulsating in an unsettling rhythm. It felt as though her head was enveloped in a vice, squeezing tightly, refusing to release its grip. Disoriented and trapped within her own pain, Ruhani's mind groped to make sense of her surroundings.

Fear mingled with confusion, clawing its way up from the depths of her subconscious. Panic threatened to consume her as her memories, once sharp and vivid, remained elusive. What had happened to her? How had she ended up in this clinical abyss?

Tentatively, she tried to move, but her body resisted. It lay heavy and unresponsive, entangled in a mess of tubes and wires that tethered her to the cold hospital bed. A foreign sense of vulnerability washed over her as she realized the extent of her physical limitations.

She wanted to ask questions, to demand answers, but her voice betrayed her, barely a whisper escaping her lips. Her throat was dry, her muscles weak, as though the month of inactivity had taken it's toll.

Faint whispers and distant beeping sounds reached her ears, gradually growing louder. Her heartbeat quickened, and confusion slowly gave way to fear. With great effort, she strained to open her heavy eyelids, feeling the pull of gravity as the weight of the world slowly settled upon her.