𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✔

𝐂𝐇-23 : MISSING HIM

Jhootha nahi tu mujhko pata hai

Bas thoda rootha sa hai

Tu roothe main manaau

Par tum bin kahan jaaun

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In a dimly lit room in London , a figure was sleeping, her body drenched in sweat, breath coming in ragged gasps. The remnants of her nightmare echoed in her mind, her whispered pleas still lingering in the air.

"No, please don't do this... Please, leave me..."

Tears streamed down her face as she clutched the necklace around her neck, its familiar weight grounding her. She glanced at the clock: 5:00 AM.

"Again," she sighed, wiping the sweat from her brow. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, attempting to steady her racing heart. But the image of his face surfaced unbidden, causing her heart to clench painfully.

"I miss you, Maan," she whispered, her fingers tightening around the pendant. A fresh wave of tears threatened to spill, but she shook her head, steeling herself.

"No, Roohi, you don't deserve him. You are strong," she murmured, her voice firm with determination. Throwing off the covers, she rose from the bed, her resolve hardening with each step.

After the incident a decade ago, her brother, Naveen and Neeraj, had sent her to London with Swara. In the years since, through relentless hard work, Roohi had established herself as a fashion designer, launching her own brand, 'NEEROHI,' in honor of her parents.

Seeking solace in routine, she changed into workout attire and headed to her personal gym. The rhythmic thud of her feet against the treadmill provided a comforting cadence, a temporary escape from the turmoil within.