The forced alliance (Completed)

Chapter 32: pyaar hume kis mod pe le aaya

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A week had passed since Aradhyaa's world crumbled. Her room, once filled with the warmth of love and dreams, now echoed with the melancholy of a heart in pieces. She spent her days in solitude, seeking refuge in the sweet embrace of chocolates while the pain of heartbreak lingered like a persistent shadow.

Aradhyaa's parents, concerned for their daughter, gently knocked on the door, joining Tulika in their shared worry.

Tulika, softly: "Aradhyaa, please open the door. We've all been so worried about you."

Aradhyaa, her voice fragile: "I just need some time, Tulika. I can't face everyone right now."

Aarav's voice, filled with concern, joined the conversation: "Aradhyaa, you've been in there for days. Please let us in."

Aradhyaa, struggling to find words: "I don't know if I can face anyone, not after what happened."

Tulika, empathetic: "Aradhyaa, we understand it's hard, but isolating yourself won't make it easier. We're here for you."

Aarav, with a tone of reassurance: "Your parents are worried sick. Let us help you through this."

Aradhyaa, her voice distant: "I've resigned from the office, Tulika. I can't bear to be there. It's too much."

Aradhyaa's mother, softly: "Beta, we're here for you. Please open the door. Let us share your pain."

Tulika, gently: "Aradhyaa, your parents are right. We want to help you. You don't have to go through this alone."

Aradhyaa, feeling a glimmer of comfort: "Okay, give me a moment. I'll open the door."

As the door creaked open, Aradhyaa's weary eyes met the concerned gazes of her friends and parents. In that moment, she realized that even in the midst of her shattered world, there were hands reaching out to help her rebuild. The journey to healing had just begun, and she wasn't alone.

As Aradhyaa slowly opened the door, her parents, Tulika, and Aarav greeted her with worried but caring expressions. The room, once a sanctuary of shared dreams with Abhimaan, now felt foreign and laced with memories that stung.

Aradhyaa's mother, with a gentle smile: "Beta, we've been so concerned about you. Let us in, and we can talk."

Tulika, holding a bag of her favorite snacks: "I brought some of your favorite chocolates. Thought we could munch on them and have a little chat."

Aarav, offering a supportive nod: "Aradhyaa, we're here because we care about you. Let us be a part of your healing process."

Aradhyaa, managing a weak smile, opened the door wider, allowing her parents and friends to enter. The room, dimly lit and filled with a somber air, became a space where the support of loved ones began to weave a thread of comfort.

Aradhyaa's father, taking a seat beside her: "Beta, we understand it's difficult. But you don't have to face this alone. Talk to us."

Tulika, placing the snacks on a table: "Sometimes, sharing your feelings can make the burden a bit lighter. We're all ears."

Aradhyaa, taking a deep breath: "It hurts, but I appreciate you all being here. I've resigned from the office. I just couldn't stay there."

Aarav, with empathy: "That's okay, Aradhyaa. You take all the time you need. We're here to support you in whatever way you want."

Aradhyaa's mother, offering comfort: "We love you, beta. And we want to see you heal. We'll navigate through this together."

The room, once heavy with the weight of sorrow, started to fill with shared moments of solace and understanding. As Aradhyaa began to express her emotions, the healing process took its first tender steps, guided by the love and support of those who cared for her deeply.

On the other hand Abhimaan is totally wrecked he is a living corpse as Aradhyaa sent her resignation on the day of their break up he lost all jopes of being happy again and since then he has drowned himself in alvohol shutting everyone out aarav trying his best to get to him

Aarav, knocking on Abhimaan's door: "Abhimaan, open the door, man. We need to talk. This can't go on like this."

Abhimaan, with a hollow voice: "Leave me alone, Aarav. I don't want to talk."

Aarav, persistent: "I can't just leave you like this. You're destroying yourself. Aradhyaa's hurting too. You need to face it."

Abhimaan, bitterly: "There's nothing left to face. It's over, Aarav. Just let me be."

Aarav, frustrated: "Over? You think drowning yourself in alcohol will solve anything? You need to get a grip, man. Aradhyaa resigned from the office. She's hurting. Do you even care?"

Abhimaan, a bitter laugh escaping: "Care? What's the point? I've lost everything."

Aarav, sternly: "You've lost everything because you're letting yourself crumble. Stand up, Abhimaan. Face the consequences, and maybe, just maybe, you can salvage something."

Abhimaan, his voice breaking: "There's nothing left to salvage. Just go away, Aarav. I don't want anyone around."

Aarav, determined: "I'm not leaving. You're my friend, and I won't watch you destroy yourself. Get up, we're going out."

Abhimaan, reluctantly: "I don't want to go anywhere."

Aarav, firm: "You don't have a choice. We're going out, even if I have to drag you."

As Aarav persists, the conversation becomes a tug of war between Abhimaan's despair and Aarav's determination to pull him out of the abyss. The room echoes with the weight of unresolved emotions and the struggle for a flicker of hope.

Aarav took a deep breath before dialing Abhimaan's mother's number. He knew he had to convey the gravity of the situation.

Aarav: "Hello, Auntie. It's Aarav."

Abhimaan's Mother: "Oh, Aarav! How are you, beta?"

Aarav: "I wish I could say I'm fine, Auntie, but it's about Abhimaan. He's not doing well."

Abhimaan's Mother, concerned: "What happened? Is he okay?"

Aarav: "Physically, yes. But emotionally, he's a wreck. He and Aradhyaa broke up, and he's blaming himself for everything."

Abhimaan's Mother, shocked: "Broke up? But they were so good together. What happened?"

Aarav, sighing: "It's complicated. Abhimaan is drowning himself in alcohol, shutting everyone out. I've been trying to help, but he needs more than I can give."

Abhimaan's Mother, determined: "I can't believe he's letting everything fall apart like this. I'll talk to him. Where is he?"

Aarav: "He's at his place, but Auntie, be prepared. He's in a really bad state."

Abhimaan's Mother: "Thank you for letting me know, Aarav. I'll go to him right away."

As Aarav hung up, he hoped that Abhimaan's mother could bring some sense into him and help him navigate through the storm of emotions that had engulfed his life.