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𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢
She is soft-spoken; he is hardened. She is ice; he is fire. She is sweet; he is fierce. She is kind; he is arrogant. She embodies peaceful beauty, while he...
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Viaanshi's Pov:-
The constant beeping of the machines felt like it was making fun of me, always reminding me how easily life can end.
As I sat watching over Shrey in his hospital bed, seeing his chest go up and down, I couldn't shake off the feeling that life was playing a mean trick on me.
Just a few days ago, everything was perfect. But in no time at all, it all fell apart.
I reached out and softly held Shrey's hand, feeling how warm his skin was.
Even though he was so sick, having him there made me feel a little better, reminding me he was still alive, still trying to get better.
"Shrey," I said quietly, my voice shaking with sadness. "I don't know if you can hear me, but I need to tell you how sorry I am."
The words came out fast, full of guilt and sadness that I couldn't hold in anymore.
"It was my fault.
I stopped talking for a moment, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. The heavy feeling of what I'd done made it hard to breathe.
The weight of feeling so guilty felt like it might crush me. I kept remembering our last moments together before the crash, over and over in my head.
If only I had stopped him from going...
I looked at all the machines around us, their noises always reminding me how close Shrey was to dying.
"You have to fight, Shrey. Fight for us, for our future. I can't imagine living without you. You're my strength, my everything."
Tears ran down my face, but I didn't try to wipe them away. Right then, I needed to let all my feelings out, to get rid of the guilt and pain in my heart.
"Please, come back to me," I begged, squeezing his hand gently. "I promise, I'll never take you for granted again. I'll love every moment, every breath, every heartbeat. Just... don't leave me."
The quiet after was so loud, with only the beeping of the machines. I looked at Shrey's face for any sign he could hear me, any little movement, but saw nothing. It was like he was in his own world, where I couldn't reach him.
A soft knock at the door made me stop thinking about these sad things. Prashant peeked in, looking worried when he saw us.
"Ma'am, you should rest," he said kindly. "Staying in here all the time isn't good for you."
I started to say no, but couldn't. He was right, of course. Shrey wouldn't want me to forget about taking care of myself, especially now.
Feeling very tired, I nodded, got up from my chair and leaned down to give Shrey a soft kiss on his forehead.
"I'll be back soon, my love," I whispered, my voice thick with tears I was trying not to cry. "Please...please wait for me."
Two days went by, and nothing changed. The doctors tried to make me feel better, but I couldn't really hear them.
How could they understand how sad and helpless I felt?
Prashant, always loyal, helped me through it all, making sure I ate and drank, even when I didn't want to.
"You need to stay strong, ma'am," he would gently remind me. "Sir wouldn't want to see you like this."
His words helped me, reminding me that Shrey was still fighting, that I couldn't give up hope.
On the nights, when I felt so sad I thought I might drown in it, I would hold onto memories of our love, thinking about every special moment we had together.
The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the sound of his laugh mixing with mine, the warmth of his hugs making me feel safe.
"Come back to me, Shrey," I would whisper in the quiet hospital room. "I can't do this without you. I need you, more than you'll ever know."
I spent every minute I was awake next to Shrey, talking to him, reading to him, playing music he liked.
Anything to make him react, to bring him back to me. But he still didn't respond, stuck somewhere between life and death.
It was during one of those long nights when I couldn't sleep that I finally broke down.
The stress of watching over him, always worrying, always afraid I might never see Shrey smile again it all came crashing down on me like a big wave.
Feeling desperate, I held onto Shrey's body, crying so hard I couldn't stop.
"Please, Shrey, please come back to me," I cried out, my voice rough from all the crying. "I can't do this without you. I need you, more than you'll ever know."
It was in that moment, when I felt so weak and scared, that something changed. I saw a tiny movement and froze, holding my breath.
Shrey's fingers moved a little, and he made a soft noise.
"Shrey?" I whispered, afraid to believe it. "Can you hear me?"
His eyes fluttered, and for a quick moment, I thought I saw him recognize me.
"Aanshi..." he said, so quietly I could barely hear.
I felt so happy and relieved, like a big wave washing over me. I hugged him tighter, crying happy tears.
"I'm here, Shrey. I'm here," I told him, kissing his forehead, his cheeks, his hands - anywhere I could reach.
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