Part 2
The hospital air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the weight of unspoken prayers. The beeping monitors inside the operation theatre echoed like a heartbeat slow, unsteady, dangerously unpredictable.
The police officers stood with arms crossed. "We’ll find the shooters within twenty-four hours," one of them assured, but their words felt hollow against the reality of Rivaan’s condition.
Jaggu Ji, usually the strongest among them, folded his hands before Suhasini. "Mrs kapoor, I… I failed Chief."
Vanya placed a hand on his arm. "You did what he asked of you, Jaggu Ji. If you had gone against him, he would have been furious. This isn't your fault."
Just then, a nurse rushed in. "We’ve found a matching blood donor."
Hope flickered in everyone’s eyes.
"It’s Vanya."
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