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S3 ⊰|108|⊱ The Surgery

Amid the swirling uncertainty and danger, Swara's mind was racing like a whirlwind.

She couldn't shake off the encounter with Raghav and the disturbing revelations that had followed.

She was still unsure of who to trust...yet, Avyaan provided Vanshi with security.

She watched her daughter's room from a distance, a mixture of protectiveness and helplessness overwhelming her. 

In the midst of this turmoil, a rare moment of solace emerged.

Swara found herself standing by the window in a quiet corridor, her gaze fixed on the moonlit night beyond.

She was stuck in a turmoil....The Black Horse?...who could it be?

Her thoughts raced.

Kunal's presence beside her was a welcome calm in the storm. They stood side by side, not needing words to communicate the weight of their worries.

Their shoulders brushed as they gazed out into the night, a silent understanding bridging the gap between them.

The chaos, the threats, the secrets—all faded into insignificance for that fleeting moment. They were just two parents, bound by love and concern for their child.

Kunal's hand found Swara's, his fingers intertwining with hers. It was a simple gesture, a touch that spoke volumes of the unspoken bond they shared.

Swara looked at him, finding a depth of emotion in his eyes that echoed her own. His support was a balm for her anxiety, a reassurance that they were in this together.

Swara kept her worries about Raghav's threat hidden from Kunal. This was not the time for more turmoil, especially not when Kunal was preparing for the surgery that could change everything.

She didn't want anything to distract him, to weaken his focus. Her heart ached with the weight of the secrets she held, but her determination to protect their daughter was unwavering.

As the moments ticked by, the tension in the air was palpable. 

"Tomorrow is the day!" Kunal's voice broke through the heavy silence that hung in the room. 

"Indeed it is," she replied softly, her voice carrying a weight that matched the gravity of the situation.

"I'm going to give my best in there," Kunal continued, his determination evident in his tone. Swara offered him a small smile, an attempt to reassure him amidst the sea of emotions that enveloped them both.

But his words had touched a chord within her, a reminder of the uncertainty that tomorrow held.
"It's good to see you smiling after ages," Kunal remarked, his attempt at lightening the mood only causing Swara's smile to waver.

The weight of their circumstances pressed down on her, and her smile faltered.

"Smile often, Swara," he continued gently, his words carrying a quiet wisdom. "If Vanshi wakes up finding her mother in despair... she might not like it."

Swara's heart ached at his words, the reminder of Vanshi's delicate state adding to her already overwhelming emotions.

She nodded in understanding, her gaze softening as she met Kunal's eyes. "Take rest, Kunal," she said, her voice gentle yet firm. "You have a long day ahead of you."

Just as she turned to leave, Kunal's hand closed around her arm, pulling her gently but firmly back towards him.

Their bodies were close, his chest against hers, and she could feel the rapid rhythm of his heart. Swara's breath caught in her throat at the unexpected intimacy of the moment.

"Let's just stay like this for a moment," Kunal's voice was a whisper, a plea that held a hint of vulnerability. "I need to calm my anxious mind."

Swara understood the weight of his anxiety, the magnitude of the surgery's importance bearing down on him. She placed her hand on his back, her touch a reassuring presence against his tense muscles.

She began to pat his back in a soothing rhythm, a gesture that seemed to surprise Kunal.

His eyes widened in astonishment, as if her simple act had stirred something unexpected within him. He held her even tighter, his arms enveloping her with an intensity that took her by surprise.

"You know right? even after everything we've been through...you can still talk to me and tell me anything that's bothering you?" His question took her off-guard.

Swara's breath caught, her chest feeling compressed in his embrace. She wanted to tell him that it was okay, that they would face whatever came their way together, but the words stayed lodged in her throat, his question bringing back her inner turmoil.

It wasn't a good idea to inform him about Raghav...it might stress him out, and for the biggest surgery of his life...he needs peace of mind.

After what felt like an eternity but was likely only a few moments, Kunal finally loosened his grip. He took a step back, his eyes searching hers as if seeking reassurance that he hadn't overstepped any boundaries.

"Thank you," Kunal's voice was hoarse, filled with emotions he couldn't fully articulate. He turned and walked away, leaving Swara to grapple with her own thoughts and feelings.

Alone, Swara took a deep breath, her heart still racing from the intensity of their interaction.

Tomorrow was a day of uncertainty, of hope mingled with fear. As she prepared to face what lay ahead, Swara clung to the brief moment of connection she had shared with Kunal, a reminder that they were in this together, bound by their love for their daughter and their determination to overcome whatever challenges came their way.

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The sterile hospital corridors echoed with hushed footsteps and the distant hum of medical equipment. Swara stood amongst the worried faces of the hospital staff, friends, and family who had gathered outside the operating room, their collective hope and anxiety palpable in the air.

Kunal's absence left a void that was both physical and emotional, his dedication to Vanshi's well-being evident in his relentless focus on the surgery. Swara's gaze lingered on the closed doors, her heart heavy with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Just then, her phone rang, the shrill sound jarring against the somber atmosphere. Swara fumbled to retrieve it from her pocket, her heart racing as she saw her sister's name flashing on the screen. 

"Di!" Swati's voice on the other end was laced with panic and desperation. "He took Aaru and Vini!"

Swara's heart dropped as her sister's words hit her like a physical blow. The world around her seemed to blur as a rush of emotions flooded her senses.

She could hear Swati's cries, the anguish in her voice, and the world shattered around her in that moment.

They were just kids, innocent and vulnerable. And now they were taken, kidnapped.

Swara's chest tightened, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She tried to form words, to respond, to make sense of the nightmare that was unfolding, but her mind felt paralyzed. The tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.

She dropped the phone on the ground...She had strictly told no one to leave the hospital premise....and if need be...a constable will accompany them...her kids were right here...when Swati took them for a snack in the same floor...

How did he manage to kidnap her kids?

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: Hope you liked this chapter...

How did Raghav manage to abduct Aarav and Vini?

Will Vanshi's surgery be a success?

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