A slightly different version of the scene where Raghav experiences symptoms of panic attack and pallavi hugs him to soothe him. The scene continues from there and it is my imagination till the bed scene.
Pallavi cups his face with her hands and tries to make him look towards her so that he registers her request:
" Raghav , me jaanti hu ki un yadon ko bayaan karna tumhein bohot takeelf de raha hai. Abhi ke liye tum shaant hojao. Mujhe phir kabhi batana. Meri taraf dekho , me hoo tumhare saath. Raghav , shh shant ho jao."
She realized he wasn't able to ground himself and his condition had started to worsen she engulfed him in a hug. She could sense his turmoil since he was still not in a state to register her words and all she could do is gently rub her pal on his back , while the other caressed his head and rock him back and forth. The room was silent and only erratic heartbeats were heard. Once he was able to register his surroundings he started feeling an unusual sense of calm , a feeling of belonging he had craved for the past 10 years suddenly felt being fulfilled.He felt secure for the first time , for once he was Raghav , a man with a wounded inner child whose childhood and innocence were both stolen from him. A broken boy punished for years. A person whose uncountable good deeds are still insufficient to erase the past.His panic attacks were the demons he could never escape from. They left him lifeless , breathless and cursing the bane of his existence. For the first time being held , helped him reach calmness before he hit rock bottom.For once he found his anchor before his ship sank.In that moment the only thing that mattered to him was this woman who had cradled him in her arms , soothing him with warmth and love , her scent and her presence making him feel alive.
Till now all she had wanted was to calm her Veda Manus down , who had now become an important part of her life.For whom she had willed to commit herself equally to allow their relationship to bloom. She kept repeating her actions and hoping that he felt better , for she herself knows the pain of silent cries and facing darkness alone for way too long.For once she tried to pour out all the comfort and care she wished to nourish him with.
She was engulfed with concern until she found his arms gradually snaking around her and slowly tightening his grip on her as if she would disappear.By now he had burrowed his head on her shoulder and let go of those tears he had held within him for so long. Today he did not have to hold himself back and he allowed himself to let go and sobbed like a child while she held him close.Protecting and comforting him.
Eventually he calmed down and loosened the hug. She wiped the remainng tears off his face with the brush of her fingers across his cheeks and her pallu to wipe away his sweat. She gently held his hand and guided him towards the bedroom and urging him to get changed.All the while being patient and nurturing towards him.After he freshened up and changed into his robe , she took the towel and dried his hair off with care while he was lost him thoughts of the aftermath of everything that had occurred today.
somewhere he still holds the belied that she too would hate him or judge him because of the sting of the countless accusations he had to bear throughout his life. But something about her gentle caress and her care made his heart protest. Maybe she would not leave him , maybe she is the one his soul was yearning for. Maybe he would never be able to let go of her.
After all marriage is a surrender of two people in love , health , happiness , sorrows and everything else. The vulnerabilities are what make you stronger as a person.
i hope i was able to add an element or do justice to the imagination since i wanted her to be his rock and his inner turmoil to be added just a little before the bed scene