CHAPTER : 15 Fiánce From The Grave~•

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As the night wore on, Riya drifted off to sleep beside Ruhaan, her hand still clasped in his. The machines around them hummed softly, casting a gentle glow over the room.

As the darkness deepened, Ruhaan stirred in his sleep, his body instinctively reaching for Riya. He pulled her closer, his arms wrapping tightly around her, holding her snug against his chest.

Riya, still half asleep, felt herself being drawn into Ruhaan's embrace. She gazed up at his face, her eyes adjusting to the dim light.

Even in sleep, Ruhaan's face looked peaceful, his features relaxed. Riya's heart swelled with love as she gazed at him, her own body relaxing into his hold.

Without thinking, she snuggled deeper into his embrace, her head resting on his shoulder. Ruhaan's grip tightened, his body holding hers close, even in slumber

Together, they slept, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The machines around them continued to hum, a steady heartbeat in the darkness, as the night wore on, wrapped in the warmth of their love.

As the night wore on, a figure dressed in black crept into the room, their presence undetected by the sleeping couple. But Ruhaan's instincts kicked in, and he sniffed the air, sensing an outsider.

Without making a sound, he gently laid Riya down beside him, then positioned himself on top of her, shielding her with his body. He pulled the blanket over them, creating a protective cocoon.

The figure in black, thinking they had the perfect opportunity, brought out a knife and stabbed at the blanket, intending to harm Riya. But Ruhaan's quick thinking had saved her.

However, the knife had found its mark in Ruhaan's body, and he felt a searing pain. Tears streamed down his face as he bit back a scream, knowing that if he made a sound, Riya would wake up.

With a Herculean effort, Ruhaan whispered, "Riiiiiiiii...yyyyyy...aaaaaa..." before his body gave out, and he fainted, his protective embrace still wrapped around Riya.

The figure in black fled the scene, unaware of the harm they had inflicted on Ruhaan. The machines in the room continued to beep, oblivious to the drama that had just unfolded. Riya slept peacefully, unaware of the danger that had just passed, and the sacrifice Ruhaan had made for her.
The black dressed person hid in the room to watch Riya's funeral with a chuckle....

In morning,
Riya's eyes snapped open, and she was met with a horrifying sight. Her blue dress was now stained red, and she quickly sat up, her heart racing.

She looked around, disoriented, and that's when she saw it - the bed was soaked in blood. Her eyes widened in terror as she turned to Ruhaan, and that's when she saw the knife, still lodged in his back.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"

The house erupted into chaos as staff members came running from all directions. The doctor and nurse burst into the room, taking in the scene before them.

"Quickly, we need to get him into surgery!" the doctor yelled, as the nurse rushed to Ruhaan's side.

Riya was in a daze, her eyes fixed on Ruhaan's pale face. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, as the medical team rushed to save his life.

The doctor turned to Riya, his face grim. "We need to get him into surgery now. He's lost a lot of blood."

Riya nodded, still in shock, as the nurse helped her out of the bed, careful not to touch the bloodstained sheets.

As they rushed Ruhaan out of the room, Riya followed, her heart heavy with fear. She couldn't lose him, not now, not ever.
The doctor's words were urgent. "Riya, Ruhaan needs blood, and he needs it now. What's his blood type?"

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