31-01-2026, 06:42 PM
Chapter 22 : Mirnaa Hears the Pain of Vikram II - Swathi Visited and Mirnaa now know more about Vikram
Vikram opened his eyes and saw Mirna sleeping aside…
He felt safer in his 27 years of life than anything.
He decided to sleep tight — Mirnaa will take care of him.
He didn’t know who she was but her mercy is what he clung onto now…
Meanwhile, in a quiet corner of Chennai, Swathi heard from her father that he had freed Vikram.
Upon asking where he is, he casually said, “The security officer had thrown him away… if something happened in custody, your name will be dragged.”
Swathi shouted, “Appa, what have you done?! He saved your daughter’s future, he saved your daughter’s dignity — is this the way you treat him?”
Her father reasoned calmly, “You should not care about a mere driver… let’s pay him if he comes after recovery.”
She immediately alerted Krish.
The next day it was their court hearing. The politician father-in-law could do anything to Krish or her… but she decided to risk.
At 11:20 PM Swathi slipped into the camp, her sari dark against the lantern glow, her eyes shadowed with guilt as she watched Vikram’s shallow breaths. She’d heard how her family had trashed him for her sake, and it pressed heavy on her soul.
She turned to the nurse at his side, sleeping… Mirna woke up by the sound.
Swathi asked softly, “Is there any attendant for him?”
Mirna replied, “No one. He is an orphan.”
Swathi said, “I know…” then added, “Give me some personal time.”
Mirna was puzzled. Who is she? She looked great — maybe Vikram’s girlfriend?
Mirna decided to step away.
Swathi stood there, then sat on a stool.
“I doubted you… i humiliate you calling gay, threatened you ... but you saved my dignity. You should not have taken so much for me. I’m not even your friend and you know me just for 4 days... why are you this loyal? I promise when you awake you will see a better future.”
Vikram listened — all he could. He could not react… and he didn’t want to.
He decided he should see only Mirnaa… for sometime.
Then she wiped her tears and stood, steady.
Swathi pressed a thick wad of 50,000 rupees into Mirna’s hand, her voice trembling.
“He’s gold,” she said. “Tell him Swathi came — he knows me.”
Mirna asked, puzzled, “You are his…?”
Swathi saw her unease and said, “I’m no one… but from today, I will be his friend, sister, whatever… girlfriend or wife is already stolen by Krish, my would-be,” she laughed.
For some strange reason Mirna felt happiness.
Swathi quickly read her face. She asked, “You are a nurse here or you know him?”
Mirna said, “No I don’t know him but I learned a lot about him — he is a good person.”
Swathi took a breath, she continued…
“This is my fault — he saved me from ruin. Anyone else would’ve taken cash to sell me out, but him? Two days of talk, just a driver, and he took the fall. Who is he to get a beating so that I can get freed from my gay husband? I will buy some time to prove my husband in court and move on to live my love life with Krish…
He got those... he is selfless..
Swathi then looked around and saw her watch… I can’t stay — too risky, my father in laws people are looking for me..
She turned around before leaving took an amount , another and said 10,000 for you, that 50000 for him. Call if he needs more.”
She dropped a card — its bold print flashing her power — then slipped away, a tear catching the light.
Mirna stared at the money, the card, and saw Vikram anew — not just wronged, but noble…
Every hour passed, every new information about Vikram…
Mirnaa wanted badly to converse with him… he is a heroic figure, a selfless figure she saw only in fairy tales…
She smiled and sat near him… she didn’t know when she slept but she slept… near him in chair…
Vikram opened his eyes and saw Mirna sleeping aside…
He felt safer in his 27 years of life than anything.
He decided to sleep tight — Mirnaa will take care of him.
He didn’t know who she was but her mercy is what he clung onto now…
Meanwhile, in a quiet corner of Chennai, Swathi heard from her father that he had freed Vikram.
Upon asking where he is, he casually said, “The security officer had thrown him away… if something happened in custody, your name will be dragged.”
Swathi shouted, “Appa, what have you done?! He saved your daughter’s future, he saved your daughter’s dignity — is this the way you treat him?”
Her father reasoned calmly, “You should not care about a mere driver… let’s pay him if he comes after recovery.”
She immediately alerted Krish.
The next day it was their court hearing. The politician father-in-law could do anything to Krish or her… but she decided to risk.
At 11:20 PM Swathi slipped into the camp, her sari dark against the lantern glow, her eyes shadowed with guilt as she watched Vikram’s shallow breaths. She’d heard how her family had trashed him for her sake, and it pressed heavy on her soul.
She turned to the nurse at his side, sleeping… Mirna woke up by the sound.
Swathi asked softly, “Is there any attendant for him?”
Mirna replied, “No one. He is an orphan.”
Swathi said, “I know…” then added, “Give me some personal time.”
Mirna was puzzled. Who is she? She looked great — maybe Vikram’s girlfriend?
Mirna decided to step away.
Swathi stood there, then sat on a stool.
“I doubted you… i humiliate you calling gay, threatened you ... but you saved my dignity. You should not have taken so much for me. I’m not even your friend and you know me just for 4 days... why are you this loyal? I promise when you awake you will see a better future.”
Vikram listened — all he could. He could not react… and he didn’t want to.
He decided he should see only Mirnaa… for sometime.
Then she wiped her tears and stood, steady.
Swathi pressed a thick wad of 50,000 rupees into Mirna’s hand, her voice trembling.
“He’s gold,” she said. “Tell him Swathi came — he knows me.”
Mirna asked, puzzled, “You are his…?”
Swathi saw her unease and said, “I’m no one… but from today, I will be his friend, sister, whatever… girlfriend or wife is already stolen by Krish, my would-be,” she laughed.
For some strange reason Mirna felt happiness.
Swathi quickly read her face. She asked, “You are a nurse here or you know him?”
Mirna said, “No I don’t know him but I learned a lot about him — he is a good person.”
Swathi took a breath, she continued…
“This is my fault — he saved me from ruin. Anyone else would’ve taken cash to sell me out, but him? Two days of talk, just a driver, and he took the fall. Who is he to get a beating so that I can get freed from my gay husband? I will buy some time to prove my husband in court and move on to live my love life with Krish…
He got those... he is selfless..
Swathi then looked around and saw her watch… I can’t stay — too risky, my father in laws people are looking for me..
She turned around before leaving took an amount , another and said 10,000 for you, that 50000 for him. Call if he needs more.”
She dropped a card — its bold print flashing her power — then slipped away, a tear catching the light.
Mirna stared at the money, the card, and saw Vikram anew — not just wronged, but noble…
Every hour passed, every new information about Vikram…
Mirnaa wanted badly to converse with him… he is a heroic figure, a selfless figure she saw only in fairy tales…
She smiled and sat near him… she didn’t know when she slept but she slept… near him in chair…
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