Betrayal always hurts. But when the traitor is your own heart, you can do nothing but follow its whims. And as she stood in the hospital corridors with a heart now yearning for the man behind the closed doors, all Meerab could do was beseech her God and destiny to keep his heart beating. She had just started to fall, trusting him to catch her. Won't it be too cruel for the fates to snatch him away when their journey has just begun?