Chapter - 33 ( India - 2 )

As they reached Prerna's side, Abeer's heart pounded in his chest. Kneeling down beside her, he gently cupped her cheeks in his trembling hands, desperately trying to rouse her. Siddharth stood nearby, his eyes filled with concern, his gaze shifting between Abeer and the woman they both loved.

"Prerna, wake up," Abeer pleaded, his voice laced with worry. "Please, open your eyes."

The room seemed to hold its breath, the silence weighing heavily upon them. Abeer's fingers brushed against Prerna's skin, his touch filled with both tenderness and urgency.

Siddharth watched the scene unfold, his heart torn between his love for Prerna and his concern for Abeer. He understood the depth of their connection, the bond they had forged over the years. But he also knew that Prerna's presence had ignited a different kind of love within him—a love that he had kept hidden, buried deep within his heart.

As the scene shifted, Abeer and Siddharth found themselves in a different room, standing at the beds