Guardian

-:chapter 13:-

As Avyansh lay in the hospital bed, his mind wandered restlessly, the events of the past days swirling in his thoughts. The sterile scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, and the soft beeping of the heart monitor provided a steady rhythm to his uneasy thoughts. Just then, a nurse entered the room, her expression neutral as she approached his bedside.

"Someone left this for you," she said, handing Avyansh a small, plain envelope before leaving the room without further explanation.

Confused, Avyansh opened the envelope and unfolded the letter inside. The handwriting was jagged, as if written in haste or anger. As he began to read, a chill ran down his spine:

Avyansh,

You don’t know me, but I know you, and I know the man you call your brother You see him as your protector, but I need to warn you,he’s not who you think he is. Abhimanyu Singh Rajput is a devil, a cold-blooded killer who has no mercy. He’s not with you out of love or care. There’s a reason he keeps you close, and once that reason is fulfilled, he won’t hesitate to get rid of you.

Run away, Avyansh. Leave before it’s too late. Once his wish is fulfilled, you’ll be nothing to him but a loose end,something to be tied up, erased, forgotten. I’m telling you this because you deserve to know the truth. He has fooled everyone with his charm and power, but underneath that, he is ruthless. He took you in for a reason, and once he’s done with you, he will kill you.

Remember, the devil doesn’t show mercy, not even to those who think they are loved.

Run before it’s too late."

Avyansh’s heart pounded as he finished reading the letter. But instead of fear or doubt creeping into his mind, a wave of disbelief washed over him. The words on the paper were harsh, meant to instill panic and mistrust, but Avyansh didn’t feel any of that.

He didn’t know much about Abhimanyu's past or his world, but he knew his bhaiya. The thought that his bhaiya would harm him in any way was absurd. If anything, his bhaiya was the only person who had ever truly cared for him, who had made him feel safe and loved.

His heart raced, not out of fear but out of a strange, inexplicable panic. The letter had been meant to sow doubt, to plant a seed of fear, but all it did was fill Avyansh with an overwhelming need to be near his bhaiya. Whoever wrote it didn’t know Abhimanyu, didn’t know how much his bhaiya cared for him. His trust in Abhimanyu was unshakeable, like a fortress built on the strongest foundation. He felt no fear, only a burning desire to be reassured, to feel that familiar safety in his brother’s arms.

Just then, Adhya walked into the room, her eyes immediately noticing the tension in Avyansh’s posture. “Avy, what happened? Are you okay?” she asked, concern lacing her voice.

Avyansh quickly shoved the crumpled note under his pillow, forcing a smile. “I’m fine, Di,” he said, though his voice wavered slightly. “bhaiya kahan hai?”

Adhya’s expression softened as she sat beside him. “He’s with the doctor, discussing your condition. Don’t worry, he’ll be back soon.”

True to her word, the door opened moments later, and Abhimanyu walked in.The moment Avyansh saw him, a smile spread across his face, and without thinking, he tried to get up from the bed, eager to greet him. But as soon as he moved, a sharp pain shot through his body, and he winced.

Abhimanyu was at his side in an instant, his expression darkening with concern. “Ansh, what do you think you’re doing? You’re not supposed to move around yet. You’re still healing,” he scolded gently but firmly as he helped Avyansh back onto the bed.