Kismat Connection♡

Rudraksh

It was late when I returned to the hospital ward. As much as I didn't want to leave Samyuktha alone, I'd had no choice. It had been more than twenty-four hours, and she still hadn't woken up-still in a coma. The moment I stepped into the room, I noticed Ayaansh sitting by her bedside, holding her hand, his gaze fixed on her in silence. He must have come while I was gone.

I decided not to disturb him and headed to the doctor's office to check on Samyuktha's condition. The doctor explained that she might still be in shock from the accident and was taking time to process it, but reassured me there was no need to worry-she was out of danger and expected to recover soon.

I left the doctor's cabin and returned to Samyuktha's room, where she lay peacefully. Just as I entered, I saw Ayaansh walking out. He looked unusually calm, his expression unreadable. He crossed the room in a few quick strides and stopped in front of me, hands tucked in his pockets, eyes fixed on me in silence.

I still couldn't figure him out-what grudges did he hold against me? I knew he had only accepted our relationship because he had no other choice. The conversation we had that night still echoed in my mind.

"Maa, Vedika Aunty, Papa, and Arjun Uncle left just before you got here," Ayaansh said quietly. "They left food for you-just reheat it before eating."

I nodded and walked past him without listening more. I opened the door slowly, stepped inside and gently shut it. Samyuktha was still asleep, her breathing steady. Across the room, a sofa held the packed food, but I ignored it, moving to her bedside instead.

It's been 26 hours since the accident but these hours have been the most difficult time for me. I have spent almost a decade building my company, but even though it's on the verge of collapsing, I could think about her waking up.

I took the seat beside her, held both her palms in mine, and massaged them lightly, not putting much pressure knowing how much she hated it. She hated many things maybe even me but I have given my word to her father and someone else that I would always protect her. She is my responsibility, my wife and though I have failed once, I won't let it happen twice.

There has been so much chaos after Aryan and Krishna's pictures leaked today. The company's management team is already coordinating with Aryan's PR team, I am sure my company has a capable team that can handle the situation from here on.

My wife is my first priority, Mrs Samyuktha Rathod Agnihotri and I won't leave her alone in this fight. And right now, I only want her to wake up, happy and healthy and nothing else matters.
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Someone is staring, I can feel their eyes on me. My first instinct was Samyuktha's safety, I jerked up and looked all over Samyuktha but instead, it was her, staring at me, confusion all over her face.

She woke up, looking at me and then at our joined hands. I hastily stood up disconnecting our hands, ready to call for the doctor or any nurse when she pulled my hand back. I carefully got close to her in case she felt uncomfortable.

"Rudra", she whispered in her raspy voice, it sent shivers down my back, why? I don't know, it might be that I never expected her to say my name right after waking up, generally, it's either mother or father but mine was unexpected considering the fact that she always had her guard up around me.

I immediately reduced the distance between us to hear what she wanted to say but instead of saying anything she hugged me like her life depended on me, he body was shaking, breathing getting harder making me anxious and in no time her cries filled the room. With each second passing, her cries grew intense, piercing my heart with each cry. I could do nothing except hold her, letting her fall apart in my arms.

"It's ok, bachcha, let it out," I said, kissing her head and wrapping my arms around her tightly, attempting to provide a small percentage of comfort and safety I could. And again this unfamiliar ache starts to grow in my chest, her cries haunt me. I can't see her like this.