unexpected love

CARE

IN THE MORNING:-

"Everyone gathered at the dining hall for breakfast. However, Satakshi was missing. Meenu noticed this and turned to Darsh for an explanation."

Meenu, concerned: darsh, akshu kha h?

Darsh, casually: jb m neeche aa rha tha, tb vo bathroom m gai thi.

Meenu, impatient: toh abhi tk q nhi aai? Reshma jao akshu ko breakfast ke lie bulado.

"Reshma hurriedly went upstairs to call Satakshi, but as soon as she came out, she was visibly panicked, running frantically. The family immediately noticed her distress and became worried."

Reshma, breathless, panicked: Vo... Maaji... vo Bhabi ji...

Meenu, frightened: Kya hua use?

"Hearing Reshma's frantic tone, Darsh's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to the room, followed closely by the rest of the family. As Darsh entered the room, he noticed Satakshi wasn't in the bed, but his worry spiked as he approached the bathroom. He froze for a moment when he saw Satakshi unconscious on the floor. Darsh's hands shook as he knelt beside her, lifting her up gently into his arms. His heart raced as he laid her down on the bed. Meenu rushed to her side, shaking Satakshi gently, her voice trembling with fear."

Meenu, almost in tears: darsh dekh na, kitna bukhaar aaya h! Puri body grm ho rkhi h.

"Darsh felt a rush of panic but quickly shouted for Abhi to call the doctor. Within a few minutes, the family doctor arrived, his face serious as he examined Satakshi."

Doctor, serious, concerned: inko toh bukhaar h bhot, high temp ki vjhse behosh hui h. M kuch dawaia likh kr dera hu. Fluid h sb, paani ki patti rkhte rho inke sr par temp km krne ke lie.

"The doctor finally departs after checking on Satakshi. Abhi and Aniket head out to get the necessary medicines, while Meenu goes to prepare some soup for Satakshi. Darsh, still deeply concerned, takes a towel, soaks it in water, and gently places it on Satakshi's forehead. He watches over her as she eats the food and takes the medicine, silently wishing for her to recover soon. Once they've made sure she's settled, everyone leaves for work, but Darsh's mind is elsewhere. Although he's physically at work, his thoughts are constantly with Satakshi. Every moment, he keeps wondering how she's doing. As he's about to leave work early to check on her, his phone rings. It's Misti."

Misti, softly: Hello, Darsh.

Darsh, slightly distracted: Haan, Misti, bolo.

Misti, urgently: Mujhe tumse milna hai.

Darsh sighs, trying to focus: Kal mile kya? Aaj mujhe jaldi ghar jaana hai, Satakshi ki tabiyat kharab hai, toh maa akele nahi manage kar paayengi.

Misti, pleading: Darsh, please, aa jao.

Darsh firmly, though a bit apologetic: Misti, kal pakka, I promise.

"Without giving it much thought, Darsh ends the call with Misti and starts driving home, eager to check on Satakshi. But as he nears his home, his phone rings again. It's Misti. Her panicked voice greets him, crying and shouting for help before the call abruptly disconnects. Alarmed, Darsh turns his car around and drives toward Misti's house. He rings the doorbell, and Misti opens it, pulling him inside with urgency."

Darsh, concerned, voice tense: Kya hua, tum thik toh ho na?

Misti, casually: Mujhe kya hoga, main toh bilkul theek hoon.