venom in my blood

chapter 35

Autho's pov :-

Abhay's eyes scanned the report, his brow furrowed in concentration. The patient's name was omitted, but the diagnosis chilled him to the bone.

He grabbed his phone and dialed Arjun's number.

"Did you go through the report?" Arjun asked without preamble.

"Yes, I did," Abhay replied, his tone measured. "Arjun, this is a very rare heart condition... there's no known cure."

Arjun's voice was laced with desperation. "Is there anything you can do?"

Abhay took a deep breath. "I'll try everything, but... it's grim. Who is this? You're not telling me it's someone close to you, are you?"

Arjun's pause was fleeting. "One of my friends... please, Abhay, help me."

Abhay's resolve hardened. "I'll do everything humanly possible. Send me your friend's medical history and any test results. I'll consult with colleagues, explore experimental treatments... we won't give up."

"Thank you, Abhay," Arjun said, relief and gratitude mingling in his voice.

"Don't thank me yet," Abhay replied softly. "We have a long, tough road ahead."

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Kritika's pov :-

I stepped out onto the balcony, the cool night air enveloping me like a gentle hug. Ananya's soft snores drifted from the bedroom, a soothing background hum. My gaze wandered to the star-studded sky, and my mind began to drift.

A deep breath, and memories came flooding back. Childhood laughter, tears, and adventures with Abhay, my brother, my protector. I remembered how he'd chase me around the house, his eyes sparkling with mischief. How he'd hold my hand, reassuring me that everything would be alright.

Summer afternoons spent playing hide-and-seek in the garden, Abhay always found me, no matter how hard I hid. Winter nights snuggled up by the fireplace, Abhay reading me stories, his voice weaving magic.

My eyes stung, nostalgia washing over me. Life had taken us down, but those memories remained, a testament to our unbreakable bond.

I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude for that childhood, for Abhay's unwavering presence in my life. The stars twinkled above, and I felt a sense of peace settle within me.

I still remember the day my world turned upside down. I was in 12th standard, full of life, full of dreams. But a routine check-up revealed a harsh reality - I had a heart disease.

Fear gripped me, its icy fingers wrapping around my heart. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating under the weight of my own mortality. But I knew I had to be strong. I couldn't let fear consume me.

I tried to find a cure, scouring the internet, consulting with specialists, but the answer was always the same - "There's no cure." The words cut deep, leaving me feeling helpless and alone.

My first instinct was to confide in Abhay, my brother, my rock. But then I remembered how he'd react. He'd be devastated, broken into a million pieces. I couldn't do that to him.

So I made a decision. I'd keep this to myself, locked away in a secret compartment deep within my heart. I'd find a way to deal with it, to fight it, without burdening Abhay.

The weight of my secret settled upon me, a crushing pressure that threatened to consume me whole. But I stood tall, a mask of determination fixed on my face.

I wouldn't let this disease define me. I'd find a way to beat it, no matter what it took.

I gazed tenderly at Ananya, her peaceful face a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me. My voice barely audible, I whispered a heartfelt plea.