MOMMA BY CHOICE

Chapter 16

So let's get started...

The days had passed in a comfortable rhythm, filled with love, affection, care, and playful moments. Raichand Mansion was alive with laughter and joy, as if nothing could disturb the peace that had settled over the family. Veer had grown even bubblier, constantly clinging to Meera, and, well, Vihan wasn't far behind in vying for her attention.

Gayatri and Abhimanyu were delighted to see the trio— Meera, Veer, and Vihan—thriving in each other's company.

It was a bright Sunday, and the family was gathered in the living room. Veer and Vihan sat on the carpet, engrossed in their playful antics, while the others lounged on the sofa, laughing and gossiping. The atmosphere was light and cheerful, the sound of laughter filling the room.

Suddenly, Veer slumped over on the carpet, his small body going limp. "Veer!" Vihan's shout pierced the air, startling everyone.

He rushed to the child, panic gripping him as he cradled Veer's lifeless form in his arms. His heart pounded in his chest, and his voice trembled as he called out, trying to wake Veer.

The family froze for a moment before Abhimanyu quickly stepped in, shaking Vihan by the shoulders. "Vihan! Stop panicking. We need to get him to the hospital. Now!"

Vihan stared at him, numb with fear and unable to move. Without wasting another second, Gayatri took Veer gently from Vihan's arms and rushed towards the door, shouting instructions over her shoulder.

"Meera, bring Vihan with you!" Meera nodded quickly, her heart racing, and turned to Vihan, who was still frozen in shock.

Meera quickly shook Vihan, her eyes filled with urgency and fear. She held his trembling hand and propelled him toward the waiting car outside. Inside the car, the atmosphere was suffocating with tension. She watched Vihan shaking uncontrollably and gently cupped his face, making him look at her.

Her heart shattered at the sight of his distraught expression, but she forced herself to stay composed. She needed to be strong for Vihan. "Vihan ji... come back to your senses. We need to take care of Veer now. You can't be this weak."

Vihan's eyes remained unfocused, a dazed expression clouding his face. Meera grabbed his shoulders, shaking him this time, desperation seeping into her voice.

His gaze finally met hers, tears welling up in his eyes as his voice cracked. "Meera... Veer..."

She nodded, her own voice quivering but resolute. "Vihan ji, we won't let anything happen to Veer. Look, we're taking him to the hospital. He'll be fine. I promise." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

Vihan swallowed hard, his gaze still unfocused but clinging to her words. Meera turned to Abhimanyu, her voice urgent. "Sir, how much longer?"

Abhimanyu glanced at the road ahead and replied, "Just five minutes more."

As the car sped toward the hospital, Vihan's thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and helplessness. The bond he shared with Veer—the laughter, the playful moments—flashed in his mind, a reminder of what was at stake.

The car screeched to a stop outside the hospital. Vihan was the first to jump out, a burst of adrenaline giving him the strength to move. He sprinted towards Gayatri, grabbing Veer from her arms without hesitation.

His eyes met Meera's for a brief moment as he looked back, gripping her hand tightly. Without another word, he charged into the hospital, shouting for a doctor at the top of his lungs.

The commotion drew the attention of the senior doctor, who came running from the emergency room. Vihan, panting heavily, quickly relayed the situation with breathless, urgent words about Veer's condition.