AbhiRa FF Love Beyond Infinity

17. We'll get through this

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Story

Akshara's Ward:

As soon as the door opened, Akshara's face lit up with a smile. "You are back, Dr. Abhimanyu!" she exclaimed.

But her smile quickly vanished when she saw it was Arohi, not Abhimanyu. Arohi's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she took in the sight of her sister. Memories of their shared childhood flooded her mind and the heart-wrenching moment of the accident. The memory of Akshara being shot and closing her eyes in her arms was still vivid. She rushed to her side, gently wiping her tears away.

Akshara looked puzzled. The woman in front of her seemed familiar, yet distant. She recalled seeing her when she woke up in the hospital. She had introduced herself as Arohi, Aaru, something like that, but Akshara couldn't label anyone as a stranger anymore. Her memory was a blank canvas. Even if someone was her family, she wouldn't recognize them. But seeing this woman cry touched something deep inside her, an ache she couldn't understand. She wanted to comfort her but didn't know why she was crying. Putting her confusion aside, she softly asked, "Are you okay? Arohi, right?"

Arohi's eyes widened in surprise. She sat beside her, gently holding her hand. "You called me Arohi? You remember me? I knew it! He was lying. It's impossible that you would forget me."

Akshara slowly pulled her hand away, confusion etched on her face. "I addressed you as Arohi because you told me that was your name when I regained consciousness. Who was lying?"

Arohi's smile faltered, a single tear escaping down her cheek. "You really don't remember anything?"

Akshara shook her head, her eyes searching for answers. "You look familiar, but I don't remember anything. I just recall one name: Abhi."

Arohi's heart clenched at the mention of Abhi, but she composed herself. "There were many other people in your life besides him."

Akshara's curiosity deepened, her heart pounding. With a cracked voice, she pleaded, "You know about me. Please, tell me everything you know. How do I know you?"

Tears welled up in Arohi's eyes as she began, "You know me because we share a bond that began the day I was born. You were always there to protect me, like a shield. You were my rock. Even when I took you for granted, you never left my side. Nothing was more important to you than your Aaru. I'm your younger sister, Akshu."

Akshara's eyes glistened with tears as she tried to remember. A faint dizziness overcame her, but then she heard her own voice in her head, "Aaru! Tu thik haina!"

A smile broke across Akshara's face. "I remember! You are Aaru, and I'm Akshu."

Arohi's joy was boundless. "Oh my god! You remember everything! Yes, you are our Akshu!"

Akshara extended her hand, and Arohi immediately grasped it, sobbing. Akshara whispered, "You know I hate to see you cry."

Arohi nodded, tears streaming down her face as she wiped them away.

Akshara's voice softened, her eyes distant. "Aaru, do you remember the dress Sirat Mumma picked for us on Mother's Day?"

Arohi was stunned by the clarity of Akshara's memory. She watched her sister, who seemed lost in another time.