Shimla, Himachal.

Life Care Hospital, Night time...

Beep... Beep... Beep...!!!

Only the sound of machines echoed in the hospital room.

Surrounded by those machines was a beautiful girl. Her face had turned completely pale and lifeless. Because of the oxygen mask, her face wasn’t even clearly visible.

That girl was being watched from outside the hospital room by a man and a woman with teary eyes.

"Vikram kuch kijiye na Vikram, hamari Amayra... hamari Ammu Vikram, hamari Ammu?"

Standing beside her, Vikram held the woman tightly from the side in his arms.

"Shaant ho jao Dhara, shaant ho jao."

Sobbing, Dhara placed both her hands on the glass door and began crying while looking at Amayra lying inside.

"Vikram Amayra mere liye hamesha meri beti jaisi rahi hai. Maine use kabhi apni nanad ki tarah nahi dekha. Woh mere liye meri chhoti behen aur ek achhi dost hai... aur agar use kuch bhi hua... toh, toh... main jee nahi paaungi... main jee nahi paaungi Vikram... main jee nahi paaungi..."

Saying this, Dhara broke down crying.

Vikram pulled her into his arms. Tears filled Vikram’s eyes even more.

"Kabir kahan hain...?", Vikram asked, and Dhara looked up at him.

Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the empty corridor.

Vikram and Dhara turned to look in that direction.

From the front, a tall, broad man was walking toward them with slightly staggering steps.

He was wearing an army uniform. It looked quite dirty, and there were one or two cuts and bruises on his face, bleeding.

"Kabir....?"

Dhara called out to him nervously and stepped forward to support him, catching him just before he fell. Vikram also helped steady Kabir.

"Kabir, tum theek ho...?"

Dhara asked in fear.

Kabir didn’t respond. He steadied himself and walked straight into the hospital room.

Kabir entered and looked at Amayra.

She was lying there completely unconscious. There was no movement in her body.

Kabir’s sharp, intense eyes were filled with tears.

Kabir dropped to his knees beside the bed. He looked at Amayra and took her hand in his.

Kabir’s hands also had cuts, and they were bleeding.

"Amayra, Amayra... dekho main aa gaya! Tumhara Kabir aa gaya Amayra.. aankhein kholo, dekho mujhe.. bas ek baar dekh lo Amayra..., bas ek.. hmm?"

Kabir said this and kissed Amayra's hand, and as he closed his eyes, a tear from his eye dropped onto Amayra's hand.

A tear also fell from the corner of Amayra’s eye lying on the bed.

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