Sneha had no clear recollection of how she reached the hospital and admitted Ankit for medical aid. Fulfilling the mandatory legal formality while feeling so traumatised and weeping her heart out like a kid, her clothes were stained with the blood of Ankit. But she didn't bother about her appearance, instead she was worried sick about Ankit.
"Don't worry, Miss your friend's condition is stable."
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