A new day began with the soft rays of the morning sun slipping through the curtains, filling Takshvi's room with a warm golden glow. The peaceful silence of the room reflected the calmness that had finally returned after the storm of the past few days.

On the bed, Takshvi was sleeping soundly, unconsciously nestling herself closer into Yuvaan's embrace. One of his arms was securely wrapped around her protectively while she rested peacefully against him, as if his presence alone gave her complete comfort. It almost seemed as though both of them had forgotten about her injuries in their sleep. Their closeness spoke of habit, love, and the unspoken fear of losing one another.