I'll Be Your Man

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Why'd you have to say goodbye? Look what you've done to me. I can't stop these tears from fallin' from my eyes!

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"K-K-Karan..." Her stammering voice froze him in his tracks.

Karan dropped to his knees, pulling her into a tight hug, stroking her hair and rubbing her back to calm her down.

"Shhh...calm down...Preeta...please, calm down," Karan tried to soothe her, his heart aching as he noticed her shivering hands and tear-stained cheeks.

"Preeta, please tell us what happened. Why did you come here?" Ankit asked, worry etched on his face.

"Preeta...let's go downstairs...come on, get up," Karan said, attempting to gently break the hug.

"Karan, take her inside...she's not in a good condition," Priyanka said, tears welling up in her eyes as she saw Preeta's state.

Karan nodded, lifting Preeta in his arms. She clung to him, hiding her face in his chest and clutching his shirt tightly.

Her hiccups and sobs were loud and clear to Karan, increasing his worry for her.

They reached downstairs, and Priyankit closed the door behind them.

Karan stood near the sofa, unable to get Preeta to respond or let go of him. Her condition was worsening, and it was breaking his heart.

"Preeta, please calm down...there's nothing here. Sit down and tell us what's wrong...we're getting really worried," Priyanka said softly, caressing Preeta's hair.

Preeta loosened her grip and broke the hug, looking at Karan. He guided her to sit on the sofa, then knelt before her, holding her fidgeting hands.

"Calm down...don't panic," Karan said, looking into her tear-filled eyes.

"Here, drink some water first, Karan," Priyanka said, handing over a glass of water. But Preeta shook her head.

"Just drink the water, Preeta," Karan ordered firmly. Fearfully, she took the glass, drank the water, and set it aside.

"Tell us, Preeta, what happened? Why were you crying and why are you so scared?" Karan asked softly, holding her hands and looking into her eyes.

"W-Well...my mom...d-dad..." She started to say, but he placed a finger on her lips.

"Shhhh...stop stammering. I've told you not to be afraid. We're here, yet you're still talking with fear. Now, speak clearly, okay?" He said softly, and she blinked in response.

"My mom and dad's phone has been unreachable since morning... and after the surgery, Ar-Armaan called and sent me a video of my mom and dad," she tried to explain, stammering despite her efforts not to.

"So what? Why are you so scared?" Karan asked gently, confused, and she closed her eyes.

"I'm feeling so restless, afraid something might happen...I won't feel okay until I talk to them," she opened her eyes and said, tears streaming down her face as she covered it with her hands.