The Fated Love

The sun had just begun to set when Aparna - known to her friends as Appu - walked through the hospital corridor. The air smelled of antiseptic, masks, and tired footsteps. It was supposed to be another regular shift, filled with charts, rounds, and quiet fatigue. But something about this evening was... unusual. The silence between sounds felt too sharp, almost like it was waiting for something. Appu had just finished her rounds when the emergency call came through: a road accident. The patient was in critical condition. She rushed toward the emergency room without wasting a second. Inside the Emergency Room The moment Appu stepped in, she pulled on her gloves and adjusted her surgical mask. A young man, probably in his mid-20s, lay unconscious on the bed. His body was bruised, bleeding in multiple places. His breath was faint. One glance at the scans told her there was no serious head injury - but the internal damage and fractures said otherwise. Lavanya, her best friend and fellow surgeon, was already inside assisting.

The Fated Love

The sun had just begun to set when Aparna - known to her friends as Appu - walked through the hospital corridor. The air smelled of antiseptic, masks, and tired footsteps. It was supposed to be another regular shift, filled with charts, rounds, and quiet fatigue. But something about this evening was... unusual. The silence between sounds felt too sharp, almost like it was waiting for something. Appu had just finished her rounds when the emergency call came through: a road accident. The patient was in critical condition. She rushed toward the emergency room without wasting a second. Inside the Emergency Room The moment Appu stepped in, she pulled on her gloves and adjusted her surgical mask. A young man, probably in his mid-20s, lay unconscious on the bed. His body was bruised, bleeding in multiple places. His breath was faint. One glance at the scans told her there was no serious head injury - but the internal damage and fractures said otherwise. Lavanya, her best friend and fellow surgeon, was already inside assisting.

Author's POV

The sun had just begun to set when Aparna - known to her friends as Appu - walked through the hospital corridor. The air smelled of antiseptic, masks, and tired footsteps. It was supposed to be another regular shift, filled with charts, rounds, and quiet fatigue. But something about this evening was... unusual. The silence between sounds felt too sharp, almost like it was waiting for something.

Appu had just finished her rounds when the emergency call came through: a road accident. The patient was in critical condition. She rushed toward the emergency room without wasting a second.

Inside the Emergency Room

The moment Appu stepped in, she pulled on her gloves and adjusted her surgical mask. A young man, probably in his mid-20s, lay unconscious on the bed. His body was bruised, bleeding in multiple places. His breath was faint. One glance at the scans told her there was no serious head injury - but the internal damage and fractures said otherwise.

Lavanya, her best friend and fellow surgeon, was already inside assisting.

As they worked on him, something didn't sit right. Appu's hands moved with precision, but her mind was running in the background. The injuries weren't random. They felt too... planned. Like someone had wanted him broken in exactly this way.

"Lavanya," she said quietly, without lifting her eyes, "don't these wounds seem too... specific?"

Lavanya frowned, looking at the exposed rib cage. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. It doesn't feel like a normal crash. The impact points... they look intentional."

Lavanya said nothing, but the concern on her face said she felt it too.