So Guys here is the next chapter !!

Can you guys suggest me a plot or a episode to write after it

The dim, cold cell reeked of blood and dampness. Abhijeet sat there, his head hanging low, his body drenched in water. The bruises and cuts on his skin stung as the icy water trickled down his back, erasing the blood but not the pain. His breath was shallow, and his fingers twitched weakly on the table. His half-conscious state made it difficult to focus, but his mind was still at work.

The iron door creaked open.

Ramesh entered, his eyes dark with emotion. He had seen prisoners in this state before, but never had he imagined seeing Abhijeet like this—the same boy he had once admired, the same officer he had believed in

Silently, he placed a white shirt on the table. Yeh pehen lo, Abhijeet,he said softly

Abhijeet barely moved. His lips were cracked, his body trembling slightly from the cold. Ramesh sighed, crouching down to his level. Yaad hai college ke din? Jab tu café mein kaam karta tha?

Abhijeet let out a faint chuckle, though it came out more like a cough. Tab bhi apko case ke baare mein inform karta tha

Ramesh shook his head, his heart heavy. Par tab tu sirf ek student tha, aur phir bhi tune ek maa aur uske bachay ki jaan bachayi thi. Ab jo bhi ho raha hai, tu is sabke layak nahi hai, Abhijeet.

Silence settled between them.

Then, gathering whatever strength he had, Abhijeet lifted his head slightly. "Jab Raj ki security mein tha… tab mujhe ek clue mila tha," he said hoarsely. Ek officer hai… shayad IB ya Narcotics se… jo traitor hai.

Ramesh's eyes narrowed. Kaun?

Abhijeet took a deep breath. Sabse zyada shak Arpit Sir pe hai.

Ramesh felt a jolt of realization. Everything clicked. The way Arpit had handled this case, the missing files, the misdirection—he should have seen it before.

He stood up, his hands tightening into fists.

Flashback Over

Ramesh walked into the IB Bureau with determination. Arpit stood there, stiff and silent, but his confidence wavered when he saw the look in Ramesh's eyes.

Arpit,Ramesh said, his voice dangerously calm, Tere khilaf saboot mil gaye hain

The room went dead silent.

Arpit's face lost color. K… kya?

ACP Pradyuman, Manoj, and Daya entered the bureau just as Ramesh exposed the truth. They froze at the sight of Abhijeet—half-conscious, panting, struggling to even sit up straight.

Daya's fists clenched. Kisne yeh sab kiya?

Ramesh didn't break eye contact with Arpit. Iss aadmi ne..

Arpit stumbled back. Ye… yeh jhoot hai!

But before he could protest further, Rajat's voice came through Ramesh's phone. Ramesh, Raj aur Pradeep ko arrest kar liya hai. Sach samne aa chuka hai

Ramesh turned to the officers. Arpit ko giraftar karo

Arpit struggled as officers grabbed him, but there was no escape now. As he was dragged away, his eyes flickered to Abhijeet—who, despite his weak state, stared at him with an unreadable expression

Ramesh let out a heavy breath and turned to ACP Pradyuman. Isse yahan se le jayiye. His voice carried guilt. He had been a part of this injustice, and now he wanted to make it right

Daya immediately rushed to Abhijeet, crouching beside him. Abhi, tu thik hai? Kuch chahiye? His voice was soft, concerned

Abhijeet barely nodded. He tried to get up, but his body was too weak. Before he could collapse, Daya caught him. Samhal ke, yaar.

Manoj stepped forward, placing a firm hand on Abhijeet's shoulder, helping him stand. Abhijeet swayed, his legs barely supporting him. Manoj tightened his grip. Main hoon, Abhi, he said softly

ACP Pradyuman turned his head away, his throat tightening. The boy who had never sat still since childhood was now struggling to even walk. It was unbearable to watch.

Daya, hospital le chalo,ACP ordered

Manoj carefully helped Abhijeet sit in the back seat of the car. As soon as he settled in, Manoj wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close

I'm sorry, Abhi, he whispered, his voice shaking. Sorry ke main itna andha tha… jab tu sirf Aarav ko bachane ki koshish kar raha tha

Abhijeet, barely conscious, murmured, Agar aap mujhe bachane wale the jab main chhota tha… toh kya main Aarav ko bacha bhi nahi sakta ??

With those words, he rested his head against Manoj's chest and closed his eyes

ACP Pradyuman, watching them through the rearview mirror, smiled sadly and wiped a tear from his eye. For all their differences, his sons had finally found their way back to each other

At the Hospital

The doctors immediately took over, checking Abhijeet's vitals. They dressed his wounds, set an IV drip due to his three days of starvation, and gave him sedation to ease his pain

After a while, the doctor stepped out Woh ab stable hai. Uski right hand ki do ungliyon mein minor fracture hai, par koi aur badi chot nahi. IV ka dose complete hone ke baad aap use ghar le ja sakte hain

Relief washed over them

When they entered the hospital room, Abhijeet lay unconscious on the bed. The bruises on his face and the bandages wrapped around his arms made their hearts ache

Manoj walked up first, gently ruffling Abhijeet's hair—something he hadn't done in years. Daya stood on the othery side, silently watching over him

ACP Pradyuman stepped closer. His eyes fell on an old scar on Abhijeet's wrist. He froze

A painful memory surfaced one he had buried deep. A memory of a night when a young Abhijeet, hurt and lost, had stood before him with the same scar. A night where his own actions had led to his son carrying this mark for life

His hands clenched

For the first time in years, he wished he could go back and undo the pain he had caused

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