Beyond Destiny ~ A Saga Of Timeless Love

49 ~ The Reinstate

"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."

Ruhanika

A month has passed since I emerged from the darkness of my coma. A week after my awakening, the hospital finally deemed me fit to return home. But what truly sustained me during this time wasn’t the medical care alone—it was the unwavering support of my friends.

They never left my side, not once during this month. They put their lives on hold, their work on pause, just to stay by me. They were my anchor, reminding me that even in my lowest moments, I wasn’t alone. Their families came to visit as well, each adding warmth to the otherwise sterile days of recovery.

Kiran’s father, a renowned name in the entertainment industry, was one of those visitors. His reputation as a celebrated film director is no secret, and in many ways, it’s what inspired Kiran to pursue filmmaking. Both she and Suhani have already begun carving their own paths as Assistant Directors, stepping confidently into the world of cinema. Yet despite their budding careers, they stayed with me until just yesterday.

I had to urge them to leave, to return to their lives. They were reluctant, sensing something was amiss. But I couldn’t keep leaning on them—I needed to face this solitude, even if it felt suffocating.

Now, as I sit alone in this sprawling apartment, an overwhelming ache settles in my chest. This isn’t just loneliness; it’s the void left by the man I love, my husband. He’s the reason I survived, the reason I held on.

Not a day has passed without yearning for him. At first, the nights were the hardest. I would cry myself to sleep, clutching the faint hope that somehow, his presence might wrap around me like a protective shield. His love had spoiled me in the best way, making it impossible to imagine life without him.

His image is etched into my soul—the golden flecks in his olive-green eyes, the slight wrinkle of his nose when the food wasn’t to his liking, the way he would lose himself in a book yet never forget to shower me with his undivided attention.

I crave him in ways that words can’t capture. At times, I’ve questioned my sanity, wondering if everything—time travel, Magadh, Dev—was a figment of my imagination. But my heart refuses to believe that. It clings to the reality of what we shared, to the promise he made.

He vowed to fight destiny to return to me, and I trust him with every fiber of my being. If it takes an eternity, I’ll wait. That hope, fragile as it may be, is the only thing keeping me alive.

I’ve realized that tears won’t bring him back. He wouldn’t want me to drown in sorrow. “Every time you cry, my heart bleeds,” he used to say. I can’t bear the thought of causing him pain, even from afar.

Dev was—and will always be—the greatest blessing of my life. But so many questions haunt me. Did he truly leave me? How did I return to this timeline? What really happened that day? Was Avantika the true mastermind?

These questions swirl in my mind, robbing me of peace and sleep. How can I feel safe when the very person who embodies security isn’t here? Yet amidst the chaos, I’ve made a choice. I can’t let despair consume me.

Dev would want me to live, to thrive. He’d want me to smile, to heal. For him, I’ll rebuild myself. And when he does return—because I know he will—I’ll give him a piece of my mind for leaving me to endure this torment.

For now, I wait, torn between the past and the present, between hope and uncertainty. One thing remains clear—I’ll hold on, for him and for the life we’re meant to share.

Something strange has been happening since I woke up. It’s subtle, almost imperceptible, but it’s there—a constant feeling of being watched. It’s as though someone is always observing me, their gaze unseen yet undeniably present.