CHAPTER- 70

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The sterile white walls of the hospital echoed faintly with hurried footsteps and hushed conversations. The air smelled strongly of antiseptic, thick and suffocating, as if it was trying to smother every sign of chaos that had just unfolded in their lives. Riya’s face was pale, her usually bright eyes dulled by worry as she sat restlessly in the waiting area. Abhishek was pacing back and forth, his hands trembling slightly though he tried to hide it behind a façade of composure. Their mother sat silently with folded hands, praying under her breath, while Aradhya lay inside the emergency ward, the thin partition door separating her from the anxious family.

They had been waiting for hours, the ticking clock on the wall almost unbearable, each second dragging out like a lifetime. Riya glanced at her phone again, her heart thudding every time the screen lit up. Abhishek noticed and asked quietly, "Abhi koi call aaya?"

("Did any call come just now?")

Riya shook her head. "Nahi,