Vanya caressed Aabha's head softly in denial and softly murmured, "Everything is going to be fine Aabha, your sister is here for you, Your Vanya returned". Rishi saw her spiralling infront of his eyes, his thoughts lingered around her. Her vulnerability called out to him, the urge to capture it and keep it as his, protect her from the moments the world offered. He controlled his thoughts, He slowly caressed her out of the room.

The Doctor came around for a last assessment before the body is taken. The doctor’s steps were small and purposeful, He stood with a tablet in hand and the polite gravity of his voice practiced through a thousand rehearsals, “I’m very sorry for your loss” he said, He explained the procedures of what would happen next, what forms they would need to sign, how the hospital would prepare Aabha’s body.