"Darling, take this first aid kit", Priyank's mother tenderly passed the first aid kit and softly urged.

With utmost care, Priya led Priyank to the sofa, then knelt before him to attend to his injury. As she tended to his wound, Priyank's gaze never left her.

"She's my guardian angel. Unfazed by my blood staining her dress, she cares only for me," Priyank pondered, looking at her with newfound admiration.

Priyank's mother noticed a longing in his eyes, something she had never seen before, a desire he kept hidden. She understood he yearned for this girl, yet she feared that his darkness might consume her purity.

"If Priyank truly desires...