Pain... That was the first thing Chandni felt when consciousness slowly began returning to her.
Not a single pain. Not one wound. It was everywhere.
A dull ache spread through her body, broken by sharp stabs that made even breathing uncomfortable. Her head felt unbearably heavy. Her lips were dry. Her throat burned. And beneath all of that, there was another pain. A deeper one. A sharper one. One that made her body instinctively tense and her eyes squeeze shut again. The pain between her inner thighs.
For several moments, she simply lay there, unable to understand anything.
Darkness. Light. Voices. The smell of antiseptic.
Something cold against her hand.
Slowly, very slowly, her eyelids fluttered open.
The ceiling above her was unfamiliar. White.
A fan spun lazily overhead.
Her vision blurred before slowly clearing. Confusion settled over her immediately.
Where...
Her gaze shifted weakly to the side.
A saline bottle hung from a metal stand, and a transparent tube disappeared into the back of her hand. The sight confused her further. Her fingers moved slightly, and the small movement alone sent a fresh wave of pain through her body.
A soft whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.
Hospital.
The realization came slowly.
She was in a hospital. But why?
Her breathing grew uneven.
The room around her appeared hazy. White curtains. Medicine trays. Somewhere outside, footsteps echoed through the corridor.
Nothing made sense. How had she gotten here?
Her brows furrowed weakly. Then she remembered... The park. The evening. The voice.
And then, suddenly, her entire body froze.
A flash. Rough hands. Fear. A voice she had trusted. Darkness.
"No..." The whisper escaped her trembling lips. Her breathing became shallow. "No..."
Her fingers instinctively curled against the bedsheet. And then, with horrifying clarity, understanding crashed into her.
Her eyes widened.
And for the first time since waking up, tears spilled silently down her cheeks. "No... Go away!" Her voice broke. "No..."
As though saying the word enough times would somehow change reality. As though denial could undo what had already happened.
But the pain remained. And so did the truth.
The quiet sob that escaped her lips was barely audible. Yet it was enough.
Enough for the woman who had not left her bedside for even a moment.
Pramita's head jerked up. For one terrible second, she thought she was dreaming. But then she saw it.
The tears. The trembling lips. The frightened eyes that had finally opened. And the glass of water slipped from Pramita's hand.
"Chandni?" Her voice shook violently. "Chandni! Beta, you are awake. Finally!"
Pramita tried to take a step to hug her daughter, but Chandni shook her head. "No... Nahi... Pas maat ao mere... Please..."
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Barrister Babu
FanfictionBondita grew up to be a fine woman and returned to Tulsipur after getting her degree. Now, she has achieved her and Anirudh's dream-being the first female barrister. However, things are now crazier as Bondita has to focus on her career, manage the...
