A mistake discovered before the flame of life had flickered and died. Heavy lids cracked open slowly like those on an ancient coffin. Naina was rousing from a deep, deep sleep. Few perceptions could be more terrifying. What lay in wait on the other side? She was emerging from an endless pitch black tunnel. The tiny spot of light was growing larger and larger and so bright that it hurt. Her eyes clamped shut, then opened again, slowly, with caution. Someone spoke at her side—a man’s voice, warm, gentle and caring—one she’d heard before, instinctively letting her know that he was friend not foe. *** Rihaan had been waiting restlessly for this moment. For his Naina to wake up. The light of life was back in her eyes. They were as beautiful and clear as ever. Dark, luminous pools. And she was looking at him, returning his smile. He was ecstatic, overcome by immeasurable relief and joy. “Darling!
