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The doctor stood at the end of Saakshi’s bed, glancing between Aadhi and Anjali as he gently explained the discharge options.
Doctor:
“We’ve monitored her recovery closely. The vitals are stable now. Medically, she’s fit to be discharged. From here, we have two paths — either she continues her rehab from home with a full-time caretaker or… she stays under our post-trauma care center here for extended support and physiotherapy.”
Anjali (softly):
“She’ll come home. We’ll manage everything, Doctor.”
She turned to Saakshi with a warm, reassuring smile.
Anjali (sincerely):
“I won’t strain. There’ll be a nurse. I’ll just stay nearby. You’ll have everything you need, Saakshi.”
But Saakshi didn’t smile back.
She was silent. Her jaw clenched.
Aadhi (firmly):
“You’re coming home, ma. That’s not up for discussion. We’ve arranged everything already.”
Still, Saakshi didn’t speak.
Until—
Saakshi (flatly):
“I don’t want to go.”
The air changed.
Aadhi (blinking):
“What?”
Saakshi (louder):
“I don’t want to go home.”
Anjali (gently):
“Saakshi… why? We’ve already—”
Saakshi (cutting in, voice cracking):
“Because I don’t want to be a burden!”
Aadhi’s brows furrowed. Anjali’s face fell.
Saakshi (raising her voice, tears rising):
“Anni, you’re pregnant. You’re already exhausted. Aadhi has work, Aaru, you, the baby… and I— I’ll just be one more responsibility neither of you asked for!”
Aadhi (sternly):
“You’re not a burden. Nee ennoda thangachi. ”
Saakshi (desperate, voice trembling):
“Then why can’t I choose what to do in it?! Why is everyone deciding for me like I can’t think anymore?!”
Her voice cracked open, spilling every emotion she had swallowed since the fall.
Saakshi (shouting):
“I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for pity, or people hovering like I might fall apart every second. I just want… space. Control over something. Can’t I even have that?!”
Tears spilled freely now. Her chest heaved. The nurse at the door instinctively paused, sensing the weight of the moment.
Anjali took a step forward, her hand hovering helplessly.
Anjali (softly):
“But you won’t be alone—”
Saakshi (whispers, broken):
“I am alone.”
Silence.
Saakshi (sobbing):
“I can’t walk. I can’t sleep. I close my eyes and I hear that horn again. I feel my body falling. Every day, I’m waking up in a body I don’t recognize— and now, I don’t even get to decide where I go next?”
Aadhi’s throat bobbed, his eyes heavy with unshed tears, but his expression remained tight.
Aadhi (quietly, but firm):
“I’m not leaving you here.”
Saakshi (voice trembling):
“Then what? You’ll drag me home against my will? Put a smile on my face, feed me like I’m five again, and pretend I’m okay when I’m not?”
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Retributed And Redempted Love
Fanfiction"It is hard to trust a person when the person was the one whom you completely opened up to is the person who later completely betrayed you" My third story with my favorites. Hope you all like it. Start: 10.04.2022 Just a fictional story and don't co...
