Chapter 60 The Memory That Hurt
Poornima slowly opened her eyes.
The room came into focus again, but there was a slight heaviness in her head.
Veeresh leaned forward immediately.
“How are you feeling?” he asked softly.
She blinked once, adjusting.
“Pain… slightly,” she said, her voice low.
His hand gently held hers.
“It’s okay,” he said. “You are fine.”
She looked at him for a moment, then frowned slightly.
“I don’t know what happened,” she said. “I was in college… and suddenly…”
She paused, trying to recall.
“I saw something.”
Veeresh’s expression changed slightly, but he stayed calm.
“What did you see?” he asked gently.
Poornima closed her eyes for a second.
“As if… I was on a bike,” she said slowly. “Night time… wind… and I was holding someone…”
Her voice trailed off.
“And then everything went blank.”
Veeresh felt it instantly.
That memory.
That night.
Their long drive.
Her laughter behind him.
Her arms around him.
The moment he had asked her,
“What if you forget me one day?”
And she had smiled and said,
“You are there, right… to remember.”
His chest tightened.
But he didn’t show it.
He only looked at her calmly.
“That’s okay,” he said softly. “Don’t try to force it.”
Poornima opened her eyes again and looked at him.
There was confusion.
But also a faint familiarity.
As if that memory was trying to connect something.
He gently adjusted the pillow behind her.
“Begum jaan,” he said quietly.
She looked at him.
“Can you halt college for some time?”
He paused, choosing his words carefully.
“You need constant care… and today you fainted.”
There was concern in his voice.
Not control.
Poornima listened.
She didn’t argue.
Didn’t resist.
“Okay,” she said simply.
“I will.”
Veeresh nodded, relief passing through him.
“I am there for you,” he said.
His voice was steady.
Certain.
Poornima looked at him for a moment.
And this time…
There was no confusion in her expression.
Only quiet trust.
Because even if she didn’t remember everything…
She knew one thing.
He wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
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