32. Not cancer

Thu, 25 Jun 2026 05:14:18 +0000

The morning sun shone through the hospital window, casting bright lines across the floor. Aadhya sat closely on the edge of the bed, her fingers tightly holding Reyansh's hand. They hadn't slept at all, but the heavy, scary feeling from yesterday was changing. They were getting ready to fight. They were ready for the hard months of chemotherapy, the hair loss, and the sickness. They were ready to face it together.