AARNA : HIS FLOW OF LIFE

07 . Vow

Author's Pov

Naksh sat in the restaurant, his mind reeling from the encounter with Aarna. Her words echoed in his head, each one a dagger that twisted deeper into his conscience. He had imagined many scenarios for their reunion, but the cold, impenetrable wall she had built around herself was more than he had anticipated. The realization that his actions had caused such irreversible damage left him feeling hollow and disgusted with himself.

He paid the bill and left the restaurant, his steps heavy with the weight of his guilt. The night air was cool, a stark contrast to the turmoil raging inside him. Naksh walked to his car, each step a reminder of the pain he had inflicted. His reflection in the car window looked foreign, a stranger who had done unspeakable things.

Driving home, Naksh's thoughts were a chaotic mix of regret and determination. He had seen the lifelessness in Aarna’s eyes, the absence of the vibrant spirit he once knew. The memories of their past, of the love they shared, seemed like a distant dream now. The Naksh of the past had been reckless, blinded by anger and hurt. The Naksh of the present was burdened by the weight of his actions, desperate for redemption.

He arrived home and made his way to the terrace, seeking solace in the night sky. The stars, distant and indifferent, twinkled above, a reminder of the vastness of the universe and the smallness of his own troubles. Naksh leaned against the railing, his gaze fixed on the heavens. He felt a lump in his throat as he thought about the person he had become.

“Why did I do it?” he whispered to the stars, his voice barely audible. “How could I have been so blind, so cruel?”

The memories flooded back, unbidden and painful. He remembered the harsh words he had hurled at Aarna, the accusations, and the disdain. He had believed he was justified then, but now, in the cold light of hindsight, he saw his actions for what they were: a tragic mistake born of insecurity and fear. His heart ached with the realization of the pain he had caused her, the life he had shattered.

Naksh closed his eyes, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He felt as if the walls were closing in on him, the weight of his guilt suffocating. His mind raced, images of Aarna’s face flashing before him—her eyes filled with hurt, her voice devoid of emotion. The thought that he was the reason for her suffering was almost too much to bear.

“I’m so sorry, Aarna,” he said to the night, his voice trembling. “I’m so, so sorry.”

He gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles white with the pressure. The stars above seemed to blur as tears filled his eyes. He felt a deep, unrelenting guilt gnawing at his soul, a sense of self-loathing that threatened to consume him. Naksh had always prided himself on being strong, on being in control, but now he felt anything but. His mental health had taken a toll, the constant battle between regret and the desire for redemption leaving him weary.

As he stood there, the cool breeze offering a small measure of comfort, Naksh made a vow to himself. He would bring Aarna back to life, no matter the cost. He had taken so much from her, and now it was his responsibility to give back. He knew it wouldn’t be easy—Aarna had built walls around her heart, and it would take time and patience to even begin to break through them. But Naksh was determined. He couldn’t undo the past, but he could try to make amends, to show her that he had changed, that he was willing to do whatever it took to earn her forgiveness.

“I’ll make it right,” he said softly, his voice carried away by the wind. “I promise you, Aarna. I’ll bring you back to life.”

The stars above seemed to twinkle in silent agreement, a distant, ethereal witness to his vow. Naksh took a deep breath, his resolve strengthening. The road ahead was long and fraught with challenges, but he was ready to face them. For Aarna, and for himself, he would find a way to heal the wounds of the past and build a future where they could both find peace.

Naksh stayed on the terrace for a while longer, drawing strength from the quiet solitude. The stars, constant and unwavering, provided a strange sense of comfort. He knew he had a long journey ahead, but for the first time in a long while, he felt a glimmer of hope. With a final, resolute look at the night sky, Naksh turned and headed back inside, ready to begin the difficult task of redemption and healing.

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