The moment he is done with her hand’s burnt mark, Anish carefully adjusts the bandage around her delicate skin, making sure that no part of the dressing is too tight or uncomfortable for her. His fingers move with surprising gentleness, completely different from the firmness with which he had handled the situation moments ago. Once he is satisfied that the wound is properly cleaned and secured, he slowly lifts his gaze toward her. His eyes immediately soften when they meet hers, finding them filled with unshed tears and pain. He pauses for a moment, silently observing her trembling lips before asking her in a low, concerned voice: "Abhi kesa lg rha h?"
(How are you feeling now?)

Tanvisha looks at Anish with teary eyes, her vision slightly blurred because of the tears gathered in them. She tries to control her emotions, but the pain still lingers sharply in her hand, making her fingers curl instinctively against her palm. Her voice comes out barely above a whisper, fragile and pained: "Bht drd hua."
(It hurt a lot.)