khushipriya

It started with a glance—a simple, innocent moment where Nirvay’s eyes met Aarohi’s for the first time, and life quietly changed its direction.

From school benches to office cabins, their journey was painted with sweet mischief, teasing promises, and silent support.
Where everyone else saw just friendship, Nirvay always knew Aarohi was his home.
Even when misunderstandings clouded their path, even when life pulled them apart, Nirvay never let go.
Because his love was never casual—it was his silent vow.

When destiny finally brought them to the same office, confessions slipped between coffee cups and files.
In that moment, they promised—forever.

But life had other plans.

A devastating accident shattered their carefully built dreams. Aarohi’s world turned upside down, but Nirvay? He stayed.
Every time she pushed him away, every time life tested them, he stood by her side—silently, stubbornly, unshakably.

Because real love?
It isn’t loud.
It stays.
No matter what.

CRASH INTO YOU - A story between past and present.

Nirvay anxiously sat beside Jai as his uncle spoke with the doctor.

Today's appointment had been specially arranged, thanks to Shreya's uncle, who had helped them get in quickly.

As soon as the doctor finished checking Jai, Nirvay's desperate voice broke the silence.

"Doctor… will Jai be okay? Will he ever get to live a normal life like other kids? Will he be able to enjoy his life?"

The doctor glanced at Jai's reports, his expression serious but calm.

"We've done some initial tests, but I can't say much until we get the detailed reports back.

From what I can see in his medical history… Jai was a preterm baby.

That's why his immunity has always been weak.

Because of this, he constantly falls sick, and each illness is slowly making his body weaker."

"What's the way forward, Doctor? What can we do?"

"Jai's treatment won't be quick—it's going to take time.

If we don't start soon, his body might give up.

His immunity system needs to be rebuilt, and that's a very slow process."

Nirvay (his voice breaking, almost in tears):

"Tell me what to do. I just want Jai to be okay. Please, I'll do whatever it takes."

"You've come from India, and since the treatment will be long-term, it would be best for Jai to stay here for his therapy.

We need to work carefully on his immune system, step by step.

His body is very fragile right now… but let's hope for the best."

"Maybe six months… maybe two years. There's no fixed timeline.

Unfortunately, preterm babies often face lifelong complications.

In some cases, these conditions can even become life-threatening."

Nirvay sat in silence, staring at Jai, his chest tightening with fear—but somewhere inside, he promised himself:

No matter what it takes… I won't give up .

After the consultation with Jai's doctor, Nirvay stepped out of the hospital with heavy steps. His hands trembled as he pulled out his phone to call his father, Abhy Raj.

The moment his father answered, Nirvay didn't waste a second.

Nirvay: "Papa… Jai's condition is serious. He needs long-term treatment. We might have to stay here for a few months, maybe more."

Abhy Raj (calmly): "Don't worry about the money or where you'll stay. I'll handle all of that. But I'm more worried about you. Have you thought about your own education? You're about to enter Class 12. Your academic record has always been excellent. You know the future of Raj Pvt. Ltd. depends on you."

Nirvay (frustrated, on the verge of tears): "Even now, that's all you care about? Jai's condition is critical, Papa, and you're worried about my career and your business?"

Abhy Raj (coldly): "Life doesn't run on emotions, Nirvay. It runs on money. Can you save Jai's life without money? Answer me. Listen carefully—this world only belongs to the strong. The weak either give up… or get crushed."

Nirvay (his voice cracking): "So Jai doesn't matter to you? Just because he was born with a weak body?"

Abhy Raj: "Don't be stupid. If I didn't care, would I be ready to spend this much on his treatment? And one more thing—your mother and I are not getting divorced. We'll just live separately. A divorce could damage the company's public image. People see us as an ideal couple who built this empire from scratch. That's how the world should continue to see us. Anyway, I have to go. We'll talk later."

He wanted to cry—desperately—but there was no one to hug, no one to call. Aarohi had blocked him. Even his closest friends were far away.

In his mind, he thought: There are two people I love the most—Jai and Aarohi.

Papa was right. This world belongs to the strong. If I want to keep Jai alive… if I want to bring Aarohi back into my life… then I have to become strong. Strong enough to fight everything.

Chapter- 11 A promise to fight