𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖊 & ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ

𝙏𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣; 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙮-𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

And as soon as we entered in the hospital, my friend Raina-who had just begun her night shift-spotted us. She rushed over, her face clouded with concern.

"Who... who is he? And where did you find him? In this condition?"

"Let's focus on treating him first," I replied, helping the stranger towards the public ward.

A while later, after Raina and I had cleaned his wound and dressed it, he seemed a little better. His breathing had steadied, but he still winced when he moved.

"How do you feel now?" I asked.

"I... I'm fine. Thank you for helping me," he said, his hand instinctively grazing his injured shoulder as if trying to mask his pain.

"Who are you? And how did you get hurt?" I questioned, my voice laced with curiosity.

For a moment, he said nothing. His gaze lingered on me, unreadable.

And then, with a faint smirk, he finally spoke.

"𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵. 𝘔𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴?"

"𝘔𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘪," I answered, hesitating for a fraction of a second.

Just then, from the small television mounted on the ward's wall, a breaking news headline caught my attention:

"A major update from Delhi! The opposition party, Supreme Vision Alliance, has announced the sudden disappearance of Anugrah Mehra's eldest son. Reports suggest that ever since Anugrah Mehra appointed him as the heir to his political party, he has been missing from home. But the bigger question remains-why did Anugrah Mehra entrust his empire to someone who has never been involved in politics, someone the people have never even seen? But rn, the most imp ques, 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘔𝘦𝘩