At night, Aarushi was startled when she heard Krishnaa murmuring something in her sleep. It was like she was begging to someone, her voice laced with desperation. The words tumbled out, a heart-wrenching plea that shook Aarushi to her core. "Please leave them... Nooooo... Mumma, Papa... No, you can't leave me." Krishnaa's voice cracked, her tone conveying the depth of her anguish.

Aarushi's heart skipped a beat as she listened to Krishnaa's distressing pleas. She seemed trapped in a nightmare, reliving a traumatic experience that had left an indelible mark. Krishnaa's breathing started to grow abnormal again, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Aarushi's concern turned to alarm, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios.

Krishnaa's murmurs gradually grew louder, her words becoming more urgent. Aarushi knew she had to act fast, to calm Krishnaa down before her distress escalated. She quickly wrapped her arms around Krishnaa, pulling her into a protective embrace. "Shh, Krishnaa... you're safe," Aarushi whispered, trying to penetrate the fog of Krishnaa's nightmare.

The warmth of Aarushi's body seemed to seep into Krishnaa's consciousness, slowly calming her racing heart. Krishnaa's murmurs subsided, her breathing slowing as she relaxed into Aarushi's hold. Aarushi held her tightly, as if shielding her from the demons haunting her dreams. In that moment, Aarushi was more than just a friend – she was a guardian, a protector.

As the night wore on, Aarushi drifted off to sleep, her arms still wrapped around Krishnaa. She slept fitfully, her subconscious alert to Krishnaa's every movement. The darkness surrounding them seemed to fade, replaced by a sense of safety and security.

Krishnaa's occasional whimpers were the only sound in the room, a poignant reminder of the turmoil she had faced. But with Aarushi by her side, she was not alone. The shadows cast by Krishnaa's past seemed to recede, replaced by the warmth of their friendship.

The night slowly gave way to dawn, casting a warm glow over the room. Aarushi stirred, gently releasing Krishnaa from her embrace. Krishnaa's eyes fluttered open, confusion etched on her face. Aarushi smiled reassuringly.

"You're safe, Krishnaa. You're with me," Aarushi whispered, her voice soft and soothing. Krishnaa's gaze locked onto Aarushi's, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you, Aarushi," Krishnaa whispered, her voice barely audible.

Aarushi's heart swelled with compassion. "Anytime, Krishnaa," she replied, her voice equally soft. "We'll face whatever comes next together." The unspoken understanding between them was palpable, a testament to the depth of their bond.

As morning light crept into the room, Krishnaa's eyes drifted shut once more, her breathing steady. Aarushi watched over her, a silent sentinel guarding her friend against the shadows of her past.
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At night, Aarushi was startled when she heard Krishnaa murmuring something in her sleep. It was like she was begging to someone, her voice laced with desperation. The words tumbled out, a heartbreaking plea that pierced Aarushi's heart.

"Please leave them... Nooooo... Mumma, Papa... No, you can't leave me." Krishnaa's voice cracked, her tone conveying the depth of her anguish. Aarushi's heart skipped a beat as she listened to Krishnaa's distressing pleas. She seemed trapped in a nightmare, reliving a traumatic experience.

Krishnaa's breathing started to grow abnormal again, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Aarushi's concern turned to alarm. She quickly wrapped her arms around Krishnaa, pulling her into a protective embrace.

"Shh, Krishnaa... you're safe," Aarushi whispered, trying to calm her down. Her voice was soft, a soothing balm for Krishnaa's frayed nerves. Krishnaa's murmurs gradually subsided, her breathing slowing as she relaxed into Aarushi's hold.

Aarushi held her tightly, as if shielding her from the demons haunting her dreams. The darkness surrounding them seemed to fade, replaced by a sense of safety and security. In that moment, Aarushi was more than just a friend – she was a guardian, a protector.

As the night wore on, Aarushi drifted off to sleep, her arms still wrapped around Krishnaa. She slept fitfully, her subconscious alert to Krishnaa's every movement. The occasional creak of the bed or faint rustle of the sheets made her stir.

Krishnaa's occasional whimpers were the only sound in the room, a poignant reminder of the turmoil she had faced. But with Aarushi by her side, she was not alone. The shadows cast by the moon outside seemed less menacing.

The night slowly gave way to dawn, casting a warm glow over the room. Aarushi stirred, gently releasing Krishnaa from her embrace. Krishnaa's eyes fluttered open, confusion etched on her face.

Aarushi smiled reassuringly. "You're safe, Krishnaa. You're with me." Krishnaa's gaze locked onto Aarushi's, gratitude shining in her eyes. The connection between them was palpable.

"Thank you, " Krishnaa whispered, her voice barely audible. Aarushi's heart swelled with compassion. She knew Krishnaa needed more than just physical care – she needed emotional support.

"Anytime, Krishnaa," she replied, her voice soft. "We'll face whatever comes next together." The promise hung in the air, a testament to their unbreakable bond.

The next morning, Aarushi gently shook Krishnaa awake, concern etched on her face. "Hey, how are you feeling?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing. Krishnaa stretched, her eyes still heavy with sleep, but a faint smile played on her lips.

"I'm better, thanks to you," Krishnaa replied, her gratitude evident. Aarushi's eyes narrowed, her expression turning serious. "What happened yesterday? You had an allergic reaction, and I had no idea what was wrong," she asked, her curiosity mixed with worry.

Krishnaa's expression turned sheepish, her gaze dropping. "I'm allergic to custard apples," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. Aarushi's eyes widened in surprise, her eyebrows arching.

"Why didn't you say something before?" Aarushi asked, incredulous. Krishnaa's shoulders shrugged, her eyes still cast downward. "For the first time, someone made something for me out of love and care... how could I reject that?"

Krishnaa's words hung in the air, heavy with emotion. Aarushi's expression softened, understanding dawning. "You should have told us," Aarushi said gently, her tone devoid of reproach.

Krishnaa nodded, her gaze still downcast. "I wasn't confirmed if it had custard apples or not," she explained. Aarushi's curiosity was piqued. "And what?" she prompted.

Krishnaa's pause was filled with unspoken meaning. "Never in my life has someone given me this much importance, taken the time to make something special for me," Krishnaa said, her voice cracking.

Tears welled up in her eyes, her emotions raw. "I've been lonely till now, and this sudden warmth... it made me happy," Krishnaa concluded, her words barely audible.

Aarushi's heart swelled with compassion. She pulled Krishnaa into a tight hug. "We care about you, Krishnaa. You're not alone anymore," Aarushi whispered.

Krishnaa's tears flowed freely, a mix of joy and relief washing over her.

As they hugged, the morning sunlight streaming through the window seemed to brighten, illuminating the beauty of their friendship. In that moment, Krishnaa knew she was home.

The silence between them was filled with an unspoken understanding, a bond forged through shared moments and vulnerabilities. Aarushi held Krishnaa tightly.

"You're safe with us," Aarushi whispered, her voice a gentle reassurance. Krishnaa nodded, her tears subsiding.

She knew she had found her tribe, people who would stand by her through thick and thin. And in that knowledge, Krishnaa found solace.