Abhira- Painfully Beautiful

Chapter 49-Aanchal is shocked as she gets to know truth

Despite the relief of her stable condition, a storm brews within him, the frustration and anger simmering just beneath the surface.

As he brushes a stray lock of hair from her face, his jaw tightens, his mind racing through the events that led them here. Finally, the words spill out, his voice low but laced with fury.

Abhi-Whoever did this to you, Akshu... whoever gave you those drugs, I swear, I'll find them. They won't get away with this. I'll make sure they pay.

His grip on her hand tightens slightly, his gaze fierce with the promise of vengeance. Just then, Aanchal, quietly standing at the doorway, steps forward and places a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Aanchal-Abhimanyu, please... I know you're angry, and I understand. But right now, Akshara needs you to be calm and present for her. Focus on her recovery.

Abhimanyu's expression softens, though his eyes still hold the shadows of his rage. He turns to Aanchal, his voice quieter but still edged with tension.

Abhi-How can I stay calm, Aanchal? Seeing her like this... knowing someone did this to her on purpose. She doesn't deserve any of this.

Aanchal kneels beside him, looking up at him with understanding.

Aanchal- I know, Abhimanyu. But right now, the most important thing is Akshara's well-being. She needs peace, and so do you. We'll figure everything out, but we must first be here for her.

She squeezes his arm gently, her words a quiet plea for him to set aside his anger for now. Abhimanyu takes a deep breath, his gaze returning to Akshara as he lets the tension gradually ease.

Abhi-You're right. She needs us... and I must be here, not lost in anger. But I won't forget what happened, Aanchal. I'll make sure she's safe... always.

Aanchal nods, relief softening her face as she sees him refocusing on Akshara. She steps back, letting him hold her hand, his expression now one of quiet resolve as he watches over her with love and care.

At the Iyer house, the late evening calm is disrupted by a mix of relief and lingering tension. Geetha walks into the living room, her face lit with quiet joy as she approaches Raghav, who sits reading, a faint look of concern still etched on his face.

Geetha-Raghav, I just got an update from Aanchal. Akshara is recovering well, and the doctors say she'll wake up soon. It's a miracle... Kanhaji listened to our prayers.

Raghav lowers his book, glancing up at her, his expression softening only slightly.

Raghav- Well, that's good. I'm glad Kanhaji heard all of you." He lets out a small sigh, his voice laced with a touch of sarcasm. "So, how much longer do we think this... miraculous recovery might take?

Geetha's brows knit together, catching his tone.

Geetha- Raghav, what do you mean by that? She's just come out of a critical surgery. You know this is about her life... it's a blessing she's safe.

Raghav shifts in his chair, his face a blend of impatience and unease as he sets down his book.

Raghav- Yes, yes, Geetha, I understand. But every day we spend waiting in this limbo... I just want to see our Aanchal happily married. Her life shouldn't have to be put on hold for all of this.

Geetha crosses her arms, fixing him with a look that's both firm and compassionate.

Geetha- Raghav, I know you want the best for Aanchal. We both do. But sometimes, things don't go exactly as we plan. Akshara's life matters, too. This was a close call, and Aanchal cares deeply for her friend. We need to be there for them.