His Fragile Rose. [Completed]

The Muted Grays.

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This update should have been up much before but I wasn't in my right head. And the one below isn't my best either.

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"The pearlescent eyes dimmed a little
more with each hurl."

_Aastha.

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"Sir, we are ready to depart. Do we have your confirmation?" Jay asked Raghuvendra, who looked lost in his own thoughts. His instincts to stay close to his family were fighting against the darkness of his mind, clashing between the need to have his family within his eyes reach and being away for them.

"Sir?" Raghuvendra looked at Jay, torn and helpless to his own heart, "N-no...I mean ye-s. N-n-no." He clenched his fists tight at the ridiculously aching heart, and his shuttering tongue. "I didn't get you Sir. We are all set to go air. Shall we?" Raghuvendra couldn't speak so he resorted to a painful nod. "I'm sorry sir, but you have not yet informed about the destination?"

"Somewhere f-fa-r-"

"Didn't know, one day I would meet the not so like you version, an idiot." Raghuvendra looked up shocked. "Where's the Singhania who made me cross oceans for his children? Who begged me to help Aksh and Aarush?"

"Hayden. Don't." The distressed Singhania uttered helplessly. "You promised to not bring it up."

"And you promised to be with your family." Raghuvendra fisted his fingers impossibly tight. Hayden was that close friend of his who knew which particular point would weaken him.

"How did you come here?"

"You have got one hell of a family." Hayden rather responded, "The Raghuvendra I know from our university days would never back out. You are the one who stood strong in the shadows for your children when Aksh was losing it all. You can't fall weak now."

"You won't understand. Leave."

"I'm not the right person to change your mind. But I might just know the person." Hayden shrugged, before stepping sideways.

"Mehak."

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Aksh stared at the ceiling, the white blank ceiling stared back, almost penetrating a hole inside his chest with his wind pipe closing upon him painfully strong. The hole widening, as the realisation crushed upon his heart. His dad, his champ, his rose, his buddy, his mama, his cupcake, his bhai. He managed to lose them all. Aksh Singhania never cared about anything above his family, not even his own self, and losing his family was his only and ultimate destruction.

He blinked when he felt movements in his hairs, almost astonished to find Mehak caressing his hairs. He stared like a lost kid at her, while she smiled at him softly, "Why is the infamous tycoon so silent and lost?" Her words sent his mind in a daze, convincing he was daydreaming an illusion. Her slow caresses, almost massaging, felt like a crease of love over his battered heart. The loving touch soothing his hairs, and that soft smile made him blink again.