"Some love stories don't restart — they bloom deeper after surviving the storm."
Ruhan was finally home.
Still weak. Still under medication. But alive, smiling, and hers.
For Siya, it felt like she was breathing again after days.
But this time… she didn't want to waste a single second.
🫶 Operation: Boyfriend Recovery
She messaged him every hour.
"Kya khaya?"
"Kitni dawai?"
"Aaj tu bathroom gaya ki nahi?" 🤭
"You're literally turning into my nurse," he joked once.
"You're lucky I haven't brought an injection."
🍲 Digital Care Package
Since she couldn't visit him (family rules, of course), she did what any desi girlfriend would:
• She made him a playlist called "Get Well Soon, Hottie" 🎧
• Sent daily voice notes full of "I love yous", bad jokes, and random rants
• Drew a silly sketch of his liver with a bandaid on it 🫀✍️
"You know," he said one day on call, "I think I'm getting better just because I know you're waiting."
"Always. Forever," she whispered.
🌙 The 2AM Pillow Talk Call
One night, they were both lying in their beds, whispering into their phones like it was a walkie-talkie.
"What if I had died?" he asked softly.
"Shut up."
"No seriously. You cried so much for me."
"Of course I did. You're not just my boyfriend, Ruhan. You're the first person who made me feel... seen."
"And you're the first person who made me feel worth staying alive for."
The line went silent for a moment. Not out of awkwardness—
But because some silences are sacred.
"When you're better," she said, "I'm making you butter paneer. From scratch."
"And I'm gonna propose to you again. This time with a diamond ring made of 5-star wrappers."
They both laughed.
And then said "I love you" at the same time.
"Jinx!"
"Buy me a kiss!"
"Deal."
Love isn't always roses and dates.
Sometimes it's checking fever and reminding meds.
Sometimes it's a girl whispering "you matter" into the dark
And a boy choosing to live, a little harder, just for her.