The campus was bathed in the soft hues of evening when Jhanvi made her decision. She had spent days contemplating Sid's heartfelt proposal, her mind oscillating between doubt and a growing certainty that she wanted to take their friendship to the next level. As she walked towards the tree-lined path where Sid often sketched in the late afternoons, her heart beat with a mixture of nervousness and determination.

Spotting Sid beneath their favorite oak tree, Jhanvi's steps quickened. His face lit up with a smile as he saw her approach. "Hey, Jhanvi," he greeted warmly, setting aside his sketchbook. "You're here."

Jhanvi smiled back, her nerves settling as she sat down beside him. "Sid, I've been thinking," she began, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "I want to say yes. I want us to be more than friends."

Sid's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of joy and disbelief crossing his features. "Jhanvi, are you serious?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with hope.

She nodded, a shy smile spreading across her face. "Yes, Sid. I've realized how much you mean to me," she admitted, her gaze meeting his with newfound clarity. "I want to take this chance with you."

Sid reached out, gently taking her hand in his. "I've been hoping for this moment," he confessed, his thumb brushing over her knuckles affectionately. "You've made me the happiest man alive."

Their conversation was interrupted by the distant sound of footsteps echoing down the path. Suhana appeared, her expression filled with concern as she approached them quickly. "Jhanvi, Sid," she exclaimed breathlessly, "there's been an incident."

Jhanvi and Sid exchanged worried glances as Suhana explained in hurried tones. "Some goons attacked Sid near the campus entrance. He's badly injured and they've taken him to the hospital."

Jhanvi's heart leaped into her throat as she scrambled to her feet, her mind racing with fear and disbelief. "Oh my God, Sid!" she gasped, her hands trembling. "We need to go to him right away."

Sid struggled to stand, pain evident in his movements. "I'm coming with you," he insisted, determination overriding his discomfort.

Suhana shook her head, her voice urgent yet gentle. "No, Sid. You need to stay here and let the doctors take care of you," she urged, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Jhanvi and I will go. We'll be back soon."

Reluctantly, Sid nodded, his concern etched on his face. "Please, take care of him," he implored, his voice filled with worry for his sister.

Jhanvi nodded firmly, her own worry mirrored in her eyes. "We will, Sid," she promised, squeezing his hand reassuringly before turning to Suhana. "Let's go."

Together, Jhanvi and Suhana hurried towards the hospital, their minds racing with a whirlwind of emotions. The journey felt interminable, each passing minute laden with the weight of uncertainty and fear for Sid's well-being.

Upon reaching the hospital, they rushed to the emergency room where Sid had been admitted. Doctors and nurses bustled around, their expressions grave as they tended to Sid's injuries. Jhanvi's heart sank at the sight of him lying pale and bruised on a hospital bed, machines monitoring his vital signs.

Suhana stood by Jhanvi's side, her own worry palpable as they waited anxiously for news. Finally, a doctor approached them with a solemn expression. "He's stable for now," the doctor informed them quietly, his voice a mix of reassurance and caution. "He's undergone surgery to address the injuries, but he's not out of the woods yet. We'll need to monitor him closely."

Jhanvi nodded, her eyes never leaving Sid's unconscious form. "Can we see him?" she asked softly, her voice trembling with emotion.

The doctor nodded, leading them into Sid's room. Jhanvi approached the bed hesitantly, her hand reaching out to gently brush Sid's hair back from his forehead. "Sid," she whispered, her voice thick with tears, "please wake up."

Suhana stood silently by the window, her gaze fixed on her brother with a mix of love and anguish. She couldn't bear to see Sid like this, so vulnerable and hurt.

Hours passed in a blur of anxious waiting and whispered prayers. Jhanvi refused to leave Sid's side, her presence a silent vigil of love and hope. Suhana, torn between her need to be there for her brother and her worry for Jhanvi, hovered nearby, offering quiet support and occasional updates from the medical staff.

As night descended outside the hospital windows, Jhanvi finally felt a gentle squeeze on her hand. Her heart leaped with hope as Sid's eyes fluttered open, his gaze searching for her.

As the night wore on in the hospital room, Sid remained unconscious, his condition fragile yet stable. Jhanvi sat by his bedside, her hand gently holding his, her heart heavy with worry and guilt. Suhana stood nearby, her own emotions swirling with concern for her brother and a growing sense of protective instinct towards both Sid and Jhanvi.

"Jhanvi," Suhana spoke softly, breaking the heavy silence that filled the room. "I need to talk to you."

Jhanvi turned to Suhana, her eyes filled with a mixture of exhaustion and sorrow. "Yes, Suhana?" she replied quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Suhana took a deep breath, her words measured yet tinged with urgency. "I know Sid loves you deeply," she began, her gaze searching Jhanvi's face for any sign of understanding. "But if you don't love him the same way, please... don't hurt him any more than he already is."

Jhanvi's heart constricted with pain at Suhana's words. She had agonized over her feelings for Sid, torn between her affection for him and her fear of what a deeper commitment might entail. "Suhana, I..." she started, her voice faltering as she struggled to articulate her thoughts.

Suhana reached out, placing a comforting hand on Jhanvi's shoulder. "I'm not blaming you," she assured gently. "I just want what's best for Sid. He's been through so much tonight."

Tears welled up in Jhanvi's eyes as she looked back at Sid's still form on the hospital bed. "I care about him deeply," she confessed softly, her voice thick with emotion. "But I don't know if I'm ready for... everything that comes with being in a relationship."

Suhana nodded understandingly, her expression filled with empathy. "That's okay, Jhanvi," she murmured reassuringly. "Just please, be honest with yourself and with Sid. Don't lead him on if you're not sure."

Jhanvi nodded slowly, a sense of resolve settling within her. "I will," she promised earnestly, her fingers intertwining with Sid's in a silent vow. "I'll do whatever it takes to support him through this."

Time seemed to stretch endlessly in the hospital room, each passing moment a testament to the fragility of life and the resilience of love. Outside, the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of soft pink and gold, a gentle reminder of hope and renewal.

Hours turned into days as Sid slowly regained consciousness, his recovery marked by small victories and setbacks. Jhanvi remained steadfast by his side, her presence a source of comfort and strength. She struggled with her own emotions, grappling with the weight of Suhana's words and her own uncertainty about their future together.

One evening, as Sid's condition stabilized and he grew stronger with each passing day, Jhanvi found herself alone with him in the hospital room. The quiet hum of machines provided a soothing backdrop to their thoughts.

Sid stirred awake, his eyes fluttering open to meet Jhanvi's gaze. "Jhanvi," he whispered hoarsely, his voice still weak from days of unconsciousness. "I'm so glad you're here."

A lump formed in Jhanvi's throat as she reached out to gently brush Sid's cheek. "I'm not going anywhere," she assured him softly, her eyes brimming with tears of relief and affection.

Sid smiled weakly, his fingers curling around hers in a gesture of gratitude and love. "I know I scared you," he murmured apologetically, his voice tinged with regret.

Jhanvi shook her head gently, her heart aching for him. "You don't need to apologize, Sid," she replied tenderly. "I should be the one apologizing. I've been so confused, but... I care about you deeply."

Sid's expression softened with understanding. "I know," he whispered, his thumb stroking her hand gently. "Take all the time you need, Jhanvi. I'll be here."

In the days that followed, as Sid continued to recover under the watchful eyes of doctors and the unwavering support of Jhanvi and Suhana, their bond deepened. Jhanvi found solace in Sid's patience and understanding, while Suhana stood by them both with unwavering loyalty and love.

Together, they navigated the challenges of Sid's rehabilitation and the complexities of their emotions. Jhanvi embraced her feelings for Sid with newfound clarity and courage, knowing that their journey together had been tested and strengthened by adversity.

As Sid took tentative steps towards healing, Jhanvi and Suhana stood united in their commitment to support him every step of the way. They had learned valuable lessons about love, resilience, and the importance of honesty in relationships—a journey that had brought them closer together and forged bonds that would endure beyond the trials they had faced.

And as they looked towards the future, bathed in the warm embrace of hope and possibility, Jhanvi knew that her decision to say yes to Sid had been the right one—a choice made not out of fear or uncertainty, but out of a deep and abiding love that had weathered the storm and emerged stronger than ever before.

"Jhanvi," Sid murmured weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you."

Tears streamed down Jhanvi's cheeks as she leaned in closer, her hand cradling Sid's cheek tenderly. "You're here, Sid," she whispered fiercely, her voice filled with relief and overwhelming love. "That's all that matters."

Suhana approached quietly, her eyes shimmering with tears of her own. "You scared us," she admitted softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "But you're going to be okay now."

Sid managed a weak smile, his strength fading with each breath. "I love you both," he murmured, his words a testament to the bond they shared.

In the quiet of the hospital room, surrounded by the steady hum of machines and the soft glow of monitors, Jhanvi, Sid, and Suhana found solace in their shared love and resilience. They knew that the road to recovery would be long and challenging, but together, they would face it with unwavering courage and the profound belief that love, in its purest form, could conquer even the darkest of moments.