Raghav took the fresh juice in one hand, Arnav's medicines in the other, and moved quietly toward the room. The boy had cried so much, he must be dehydrated. But the moment he stepped in, he froze.

The room was a battlefield of emotions. Arnav sat in the middle of the bed, hunched slightly, looking small and fragile. On one side, Maan, Anvi, and Pari watched him with different shades of concern. On the other, Avyuktha, Aarush, Abhimanyu and Keshav stood guard.