Vihaan sat quietly in the back seat of the car, his gaze drifting out of the window as his parents, Kinza and Armaan, occupied the front seats. The cityscape passed by in a blur, the familiar streets leading them toward their home."Vihaan," Kinza said softly, her voice filled with warmth, "we're so glad you're finally out of the hospital. It's been a tough year, but now we're all together again."Armaan glanced at his son through the rearview mirror, a proud smile on his face. "You've shown incredible strength, son. We're here for you, always."Vihaan managed a faint smile, his thoughts still lingering on the events of the past year. "Yeah, everything's different now. It's strange how much can change in just one year."As they pulled into the driveway of their home, Vihaan's heart raced with a mix of emotions. The house stood just as he remembered, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was entering a new chapter of his life.Entering the house, Vihaan took a deep breath, the scen

The breakfast table is set, and Vihaan walks downstairs, freshly showered and with a sense of curiosity. He finds his family gathered around the table, engaged in conversation.VIHAAN:(smiling)Good morning, everyone!Kinza, Armaan, and Khushi turn their attention to Vihaan. Kinza beams at him, her eyes filled with motherly affection. Armaan nods with a small smile, and Khushi's face lights up with joy at the sight of her brother.KHUSHI:(excitedly)Vihaan bhai, you're up early today!VIHAAN:(chuckles)Well, I suppose I've had a lot of rest lately.Armaan gestures for Vihaan to take a seat, and Vihaan joins them at the table. The atmosphere is warm and familial.KINZA:We're so glad to see you up and about, Vihaan.VIHAAN:Thank you, Mom. It's good to be home.Khushi serves Vihaan his breakfast, and they engage in light-hearted banter. Vihaan's presence brings a sense of normalcy and comfort to the room, a stark contrast to the recent challenges they've faced.As they share a meal

The guest room is softly illuminated by a bedside lamp, casting a gentle glow on Sukoon as she lies down on the bed. Her thoughts are consumed by Vihaan, his presence and the interactions of the evening lingering in her mind.SUKOON:(whispering to herself)Could it be? Is there a possibility that he's starting to feel something for me too?Sukoon's fingers trace the edges of her pillow as she replays the moments shared with Vihaan in her thoughts.SUKOON:(continuing)He looked at me differently tonight, didn't he? The way his eyes held mine, the way he engaged in conversation...A faint smile tugs at the corners of Sukoon's lips, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes.SUKOON:(murmuring)Maybe, just maybe, there's something more here. Maybe he's starting to see me as more than just a guest, more than just a friend.She turns onto her side, her gaze fixed on a distant point in the room as her mind races with possibilities.SUKOON:(softly)But I shouldn't get ahead of myself. It's still earl

Vihaan stirs in his sleep, his mind transitioning from the dream world to reality. As he opens his eyes, he finds himself in the room, surrounded by the sleeping forms of his family members. His gaze falls on Sukoon, who is peacefully resting beside his mother, Kinza.Vihaan's heart races as he watches Sukoon sleep. He can't deny the strong pull he feels towards her, a connection that seems to defy his lost memories and logical understanding. He watches her serene face, her gentle breathing, and a wave of emotions washes over him.VIHAAN: (whispering to himself) Why do I feel this way? It's like I've known you for so long, yet I can't place it. Why am I drawn to you?He continues to observe her, his thoughts tangled in a web of confusion. Despite his internal struggle, he can't deny the growing attraction he feels, an unexplainable bond that seems to transcend time and circumstance.As the first rays of morning light filter through the window, Vihaan's gaze remains fixed on Sukoon. He

The morning sun gently streamed through the curtains, casting a warm and inviting glow across the dining table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and toasted bread filled the air, creating an atmosphere of comfort and togetherness. The khan family had gathered for breakfast At the head of the table sat Armaan. Vihaan was sitting near Armaan. He absentmindedly buttered his toast, his gaze fixed on the plate in front of him, seemingly lost in thought. , Armaan, engrossed in the morning paper. Kinza sat across from Vihaan, arranging a plate of scrambled eggs with a loving touch.khushi, Vihaan's entered the room with a smile that was infectious. She greeted everyone with her usual enthusiasm and took her seat beside Vihaan. However, her smile faded as she noticed Vihaan's unusual behavior. He hadn't looked up at khushi or acknowledged her presence, which was quite unlike him.Khushi exchanged a puzzled glance with her mother, who shared her concern.kinza cleared her throat, trying to