Threads of Love

54. A changed Kashi and Prisha's doubt

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Kashi was sitting on the hospital bed. She was eating the fruits that Prisha had cut for her. Shivansh was walking outside the ward. He was worried. He had called Digvijay ji to come there. Because Kashi wouldn't go to the Pratap palace.

Digvijay ji was also sitting inside the ward. " Thank god my child that you are alright. I was so worried for you." said Digvijay ji while caressing the head of Kashi, " Yeah, I am fine uncle." said Kashi.

Digvijay ji and Prisha looked at each other in confusion. Digvijay ji exchanged a confused glance with Prisha, who was standing nearby. There was something off about the way Kashi addressed him.

" Beta, are you sure that you are okay? Because you call me Kaka right." said Digvijay ji. He knew that Kashi has lost her memory so she wouldn't call him Baba, but Kashi never called him uncle since childhood.

Kashi suddenly flinched and forced a smile on her face. " Sorry Baba. My tongue slipped." said Kashi, " Okay. Take care. We will go to Ajmer today only." said Digvijay ji. Kashi nodded. He came out.

He looked at Shivansh. " I am sorry Shiv, but I have to take her back to Ajmer. It would be better for her." said Digvijay ji, " Sure Papa, take her safely." said Shivansh. Digvijay ji nodded. In the other side, Prisha and Vedant were standing.

" I am sorry Kuver sa, but I have to go and take care of my best friend." said Prisha. Vedant gently squeezed her hand, offering her a warm smile. "Don't worry about me, Prisha. I understand. Kashi needs you right now. Take care of her." he said, his voice filled with genuine understanding and support.

Prisha nodded, her eyes misting over with unshed tears. She leaned in to kiss Vedant's cheek before turning back to the ward, her heart heavy with worry.

The drive to the airport was silent, with only the hum of the car engine filling the void. Kashi stared out of the window, her face expressionless, while Prisha kept stealing glances at her, trying to figure out what was going on. Digvijay ji sat in the front seat, occasionally looking back at Kashi through the rearview mirror, his mind racing with concern.

When they finally arrived at the airport, the hustle and bustle of the terminal seemed to snap Kashi out of her trance. She became jittery, her eyes darting around nervously as if she were being watched. Prisha noticed the change and gently placed a hand on Kashi's arm. "Kashi, are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice filled with concern.

Kashi flinched at the touch, her eyes widening as she looked at Prisha. "I'm fine, Prisha. Stop asking me that." she snapped, her tone sharp and defensive.

Prisha withdrew her hand, startled by the sudden outburst. She bit her lip, her worry deepening. Kashi had never spoken to her like that before. This wasn't just memory loss—something else was wrong, something that Prisha couldn't quite put her finger on.

As they boarded the plane, Kashi's behavior became even more erratic. She gripped the armrest with both hands, her knuckles turning white. Her breath came in shallow, rapid bursts, and her eyes were wide with fear.

Prisha leaned closer, her voice gentle and soothing. "Kashi, it's just a flight. You've flown so many times before. There's nothing to be afraid of." she said, trying to calm her down.

But Kashi wasn't listening. She shook her head vehemently, her voice trembling. "No, Prisha, you don't understand! I feel like something bad is going to happen. I don't want to be here." she whispered, her eyes brimming with tears.

Prisha's heart ached at the sight of her friend in such distress. She reached out to hold Kashi's hand, but Kashi pulled away, retreating further into her seat.