Scene 1: Silence is the Loudest Sound
Rain hammered against the tin roofs of Camp Khidmat. The camp, usually alive with footsteps and hushed murmurs, now held its breath.
Three days.That's how long it had been since Major Zayan Rauf left for his covert mission.
Dr. Hana Mir stood alone in the storage tent, staring at an unopened medical kit. Her hands were idle. Her heart wasn't.
"Still no word?" asked Dr. Anaya, entering with a steaming mug of chai.
Hana didn't answer.
"You like him," Anaya said softly.
Hana blinked. "He's a soldier. I'm a doctor."
"Exactly. You're both trained not to feel. But somehow, you're both bleeding."
Hana gave a weak smile. "Do you think he's okay?"
Anaya placed the cup near her. "He's Zayan Rauf. He doesn't just survive—he fights fate and wins."
But Hana had seen fate up close—and it didn't play fair.
Scene 2: The Storm Brings a Message
That night, the storm grew wild. Thunder roared. Tents flapped like torn sails. Then—gunshots.
Hana bolted upright in her cot. The camp's alarms wailed. Soldiers rushed toward the eastern fence.
And out of the shadows, someone staggered in—bleeding, broken, barely conscious.
It wasn't Zayan.
It was a local informant. He collapsed, gripping a bloodied scrap of cloth—Zayan's dog tag stitched into it.
"He said… tell the doctor… he didn't break the promise."
Hana's knees buckled.
The message was clear. He was alive. But something had gone terribly wrong.
Scene 3: Flashbacks and Footsteps
As Hana cleaned the man's wounds, her hands moved automatically—but her mind wandered.
She remembered Zayan's voice from a week ago:
"You know what's funny? If I didn't wear this uniform, I'd probably have met you in a coffee shop, spilled tea on your coat, and annoyed you into loving me."
"You still annoy me," she had replied.
"That's progress."
The memory stabbed like a knife.
She stepped outside, letting the rain wash her face. Somewhere out there, Zayan was bleeding—maybe worse. And she was standing still.
No. Not anymore.
Scene 4: A Reckless Gamble
Hana stormed into the command tent. "Send a team after him."
Colonel Farooq looked up, unimpressed. "We don't even know his coordinates."
"I have a message. A direction. He's out there."
"This is a military operation, not a fairy tale," he said coldly.
She slammed Zayan's dog tag on the table. "This isn't fiction. That man saved lives here. He covered your failures. Now you let him die?"
Farooq didn't blink. "You're out of line, Doctor."
Captain Rameen, standing nearby, finally spoke. "Then let me go. I'll find him."
Farooq stared between them—and finally sighed. "Twelve hours. No more."
Scene 5: Found
Dawn broke through the storm.
They found him.
Lying at the edge of a collapsed bridge, arm twisted, leg bleeding, half-conscious. His radio shattered, backpack missing—but his hand still clutched a bullet casing. Proof of what he'd seen. Proof of betrayal in enemy ranks.
Hana was the first to reach him.
"Zayan!" she cried, falling to her knees. "You idiot—"
He opened one eye, voice raspy. "You came…"
"Of course I did."
"You cried, didn't you?" he teased weakly.
She held his face. "Shut up before I cry again."
He smiled. "Guess you do like me."
She leaned down, her forehead touching his.
"You're not dying today," she whispered. "I won't let you."
[To be Continued....]
Preview: Episode 4 – "Letters They'll Never Send"
As Zayan recovers, the camp returns to routine—but not without scars. Meanwhile, a mysterious package arrives for Hana… and opens a chapter from Zayan's past that could change everything.