𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 ~𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ( 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭 #𝟐 ) ( Under Editing)

1. she is broken

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Author pov..

The air in the hospital shifted instantly, thick with panic, pain, and desperation.

A piercing scream shattered the silence* echoing through the halls like a dying prayer.

"Rudhranshhhhhhhhhh!"

The nurses rushed in, their faces filled with urgency as they ran toward the hospital bed where Prisha trembled violently her body weak, drenched in sweat, her skin ghostly pale, drained of all life.

Her once-bright eyes had lost their shine, replaced with a dull emptiness...a reflection of the grief that had swallowed her whole.

It had been one month.

One month since she lost everything.

Her husband.

Her baby.

Her precious little girl.

And in that month..she had been trapped in deep sleep, locked in the arms of a coma, her mind haunted by the trauma that had stolen her world away.

The burning car.

The flames.

The wreckage.

Her husband inside..gone.

The horror of that moment had left her paralyzed, left her body shutting down, refusing to accept the truth that had ripped through her soul.

But now...she was awake.

And her body was fighting back.

Her fingers trembled as she ripped the wires off her skin, her breath coming in harsh gasps.

She wasn't supposed to be awake yet.

She wasn't strong enough.

But she didn't care.

She had to find him.

She swung her legs off the bed her bare feet touching the cold floor-but the second she tried to stand, her legs gave up beneath her.

Her body collapsed forward.

And before she could hit the ground

Two arms wrapped around her.

"Prishaaaaa!"

Yuvaan's voice rang out filled with relief and panic all at once as he caught her just in time, holding her upright, keeping her from falling completely.

Prisha's tired, broken eyes met her brother's-but she had no time to acknowledge him, no time to process.

She had only one thought, one mission, one desperation.

Her voice broke apart, choked with urgency.

"Bhai... where is Rudhransh?"

Her hands clutched his arms, her grip weak but desperate as she looked up at him.

"He's okay, right?"

She was convinced she had just seen him a few hours ago....not knowing she had been unconscious for an entire month.

Yuvaan froze.

The weight of her words struck him too deeply, shattering his resolve, making him hold her tighter, unsure of what to say.

What could he say?

How was he supposed to tell her?

His throat closed up, his arms tightening around her, his heartbeat rapid, erratic.