Love's Redemption♡

CHAPTER - 12

There are two hearts on the floor, one is mine, both are yours...
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5 years ago--

Vahni POV:

As I wake up in the evening, I hear the door open. The nurse comes in with my medication and a warm smile. "Hey, how are you feeling today?" she asks, checking my vitals. I try to smile, but I'm still feeling a bit weak.

My best friends, Anisha and Shruti, are right behind the nurse. They look worried, but they smile when they see me. "Hey, girl!" Anisha exclaims, rushing over to give me a hug. Shruti joins in, and we have a group hug.

After the nurse leaves, Anisha and Shruti sit down beside me. "Hey, how are you really doing?" Anisha asks, holding my hand. Shruti chimes in, "We've missed you so much! What's going on?"

I take a deep breath. "I'm feeling a bit better, but I'm still really tired. The medication is helping, but I just want to go home and sleep in my own bed." Anisha nods. "That's okay. We're here for you. We'll help you get through this."

Anisha pulls out a stack of notes. "We took notes for you in class. We'll help you catch up." Shruti adds, "And we know when the next tests are. We'll study together. Don't worry, you'll be back on track in no time."

We chat and laugh together, gossiping about school and our friends. I start to feel better, knowing my friends are here to support me. They tell me about the latest drama between our classmates, and I listen, feeling grateful for their friendship.

As we talk, Shruti pulls out her phone and shows me some funny memes. Anisha starts telling me about her latest crush, and I listen, laughing. For a while, I forget about my illness and just enjoy my friends' company.

As we continue chatting, I notice Anisha and Shruti exchanging a subtle glance. It's quick, but it catches my attention. I try to brush it off, thinking I'm just being paranoid. But the feeling lingers, making me wonder if something's going on that I'm not aware of.

Before I can dwell on it further, Anisha and Shruti glance at their phones and suddenly remember they have to leave. "We should get going," Anisha says, standing up. "We'll come back and visit you again soon." Shruti nods in agreement, and they both give me a hug before heading out.

As soon as they're gone, I reach for my phone and unplug it from the charger. I scroll through my messages, and my heart skips a beat when I see a text from Vihaan. My mood instantly lifts, and I feel a surge of happiness. It's as if his message has given me a new lease on life.

I sit up straight, my heart racing with excitement. For a moment, I forget about my illness and the hospital room. All that matters is Vihaan's message, and the joy it's brought me.

I open the text, and my heart skips a beat as I read Vihaan's message: "I am doing well, how are you?" Such a simple question, but it fills me with an overwhelming sense of happiness. I feel like I'm walking on air, and my heart is soaring. It's as if all the pain and discomfort of being in the hospital just melt away, and all that's left is this warm, fuzzy feeling.

I stare at the screen, reading the message over and over again. I feel a smile spreading across my face, and I can't help but feel a little giddy. It's been a while since we last spoke, and I've missed him so much. His message is like a breath of fresh air, and I feel on cloud nine

I quickly type out a response, my fingers flying across the screen. "Nothing much, but I was sick and had an appendectomy. I'm in the hospital right now." I hesitate for a moment before hitting send. I'm not sure how he'll react, but I want to be honest with him.

I wait for his response, but deep down, I know he must be busy with his tuitions and studies. So, I just spend my time scrolling through social media, mindlessly browsing through posts and updates. My eyes glaze over as I scroll, but my mind is still on Vihaan's message, and I find myself smiling every now and then.

After what feels like an eternity, my phone buzzes, and I see Vihaan's name on the screen. I feel a rush of excitement as I open the message. "Oh, I didn't know about this," he writes. "You should take care of yourself. How are you now?" His concern and care make me feel elated, and I can't help but smile.

I quickly type out a response, my fingers flying across the screen. "I am good now, better," I reply, trying to keep my message brief. Vihaan responds with a simple "Okay," but it's enough to make me feel happy and content. I feel a surge of joy pass through me, and for a moment, I forget about my illness and the hospital room.

Just then, my parents walk in with dinner, breaking the spell. They ask me how I'm doing, and I fill them in on the details. They listen attentively, their faces filled with concern. After I finish eating, they remind me to take my medicine and inform me that the doctor says I'll be discharged in three days. I feel a mix of emotions - relief that I'll be going home soon, and hopefully things will go back to as it was before the storm came into my life

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So our Vihaan does care about Vahni huh?

They are my favorite coupleee 😍
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