Shadow of redemption

new chapter of life

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After 15 days, Aaravi had fully recovered, at least on the surface. Rakshit was still living at the Kapoor mansion, ensuring her every need was met. But Aaravi, restless and determined, approached her family with a bold announcement.

“Papa, Aryan,” she began with a firm voice. “I need to go to Mumbai. The hospital construction and other responsibilities are piling up.”

Her father frowned deeply. “Aaravi, you’ve just recovered. You’re not ready to take on such stress.”

Aryan, visibly angry, added, “Absolutely not! You can’t go. Not now, and especially not with him.” He shot Rakshit a pointed look.

Rakshit tried to intervene gently. “Aaravi, maybe they’re right. You need more rest.”

But Aaravi was adamant. “I’m fine! And I can’t delay this any longer. Please try to understand.”

Seeing her resolve, Rakshit turned to Aryan. “Aryan, I promise, I’ll take care of her. I won’t let anything happen to her. I know I made mistakes before, but trust me, your sister is my life. Without her, I can’t even breathe.”

Aryan’s eyes narrowed. “And yet she was hurt when you were there. Why should I trust you again?”

Dr. Rajesh intervened, placing a hand on Aryan’s shoulder. “Aryan, let her go. Rakshit will take care of her.”

Later, in his study, Dr. Rajesh called Rakshit for a private conversation. As Rakshit sat on the sofa, Dr. Rajesh sighed and spoke in a grave tone. “Rakshit, Aaravi may seem fine, but she isn’t. The bullet lodged near her ribs caused severe fractures. Her heart is weak because of the trauma. Any stress or heavy work could have serious consequences.”

Rakshit stiffened, his voice laced with worry. “Will she be okay? What if something happens to her?”

Dr. Rajesh looked at him sadly. “Aaravi is not a delicate doll, Rakshit. She has survived storms that would have broken anyone else. But her strength is her curse—she’ll never tell you when she’s in pain. That’s why Aryan is so protective, and why we all adore her. She brought this family together. Without her, we’re nothing. So, take care of her as if your life depends on it—because it does.”

Rakshit, shaken, nodded resolutely. “I swear, I won’t let her get hurt. Not again.”

In the two days before Aaravi and Rakshit’s departure, the Kapoor household was filled with an air of both nervousness and love. Aaravi sat on her bed, her soft voice breaking Aryan’s brooding silence as she called him to her side.

“Bhai,” she began, holding his hand tightly, “Rakshit needs me. If he is to leave that dark world behind, he can’t do it alone. There’s too much at stake, and I need to be there to help him finish what he’s started. Please, try to understand.”

Aryan’s voice trembled with frustration. “And for him, I should put my sister’s life at risk? Aaravi, you mean everything to me. If anything happens to you—”

“Nothing will happen,” Aaravi interrupted, her eyes glistening with determination. “You trust me, don’t you?”

Aryan sighed, his emotions spilling over. “I trust you, Aaravi. But I can never trust him. You are this family’s anchor. If anything happens to you, this family will fall apart… and so will I.”

Aaravi pulled him into a tight hug. “Bhai, I won’t let anything happen. You’ll see. This time, I’ll fight not just for Rakshit, but for the life we all deserve.”