Our Defeat!

Reconciliation

And in that silence, they both understood that the road ahead would be paved with more than just the love for their child-it would also be filled with the ghosts of what they had lost.

Karishma's heart pounded in her chest as she walked into their bedroom, only to find Aly packing his clothes into a suitcase.

The sight shocked her, freezing her in place for a moment as she watched him methodically fold each item, his face expressionless yet determined.

"Aly, yeh tum kya kar rahe ho?" she asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

He didn't stop, didn't even look at her.
"Main guest room mein shift ho raha hoon," he declared simply, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The finality of his words hit her like a punch to the gut. "Guest room?" she echoed, her voice small. "Lekin... kyun?"

Aly finally looked up, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of resignation and sorrow. "Kyunki hum dono ab ek saath nahi reh sakte, Karishma. Tumne khud kaha, hum sirf is bache ke liye saath hain.

Main tumhare saath yahan reh ke aur bhi kuch khatam nahi karna chahta islie ab humare beech jo kuch bhi hain, usse thoda space dena zaroori hai."

Karishma's eyes widened in shock.
"Aly, Please yeh zaroori nahi hai, hum.. Hum tumhe bilkul pareshan nahi karege.."

Aly's expression hardened slightly, the emotional wall he had built now clearly visible. "Nahi, Karishma yeh zaroori hai."

" Hum dono ke beech ka tension itna badh gaya hai ki agar hum saath rahenge, toh shayad hum aur zyada hurt karenge ek dusre ko. Main chahta hoon ki hum dono ko thoda waqt mile, ek dusre se door rahne ka." He continued.

Karishma struggled to hold back her tears as she watched him continue to pack. "Aly, hum kabhi nahi chahte the ki hum dono yahan tak aaye."

Aly paused, looking at her with a mixture of regret and resolve. "Mujhe bhi yeh sab asaan nahi lag raha hai, Karishma. Par halat ke aage majboor hu."

With that, Aly finished packing and lifted his suitcase, walking towards the door. Karishma stood there, feeling as if her entire world was slipping away.

As he reached the door, he looked back at her one last time, his eyes reflecting a deep sadness. "Karishma, jab bhi tumhe zaroorat lage awaz laga dena ."

And with that, Aly stepped out, leaving Karishma alone in the room, the weight of their fractured relationship settling heavily around her.

She wanted to argue, to tell him to stay, but the words caught in her throat, strangled by the weight of everything they'd been through.

Hours passed by, and Karishma found herself just lying in bed Lifeless, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

The emptiness beside her was like a physical pain, a void that seemed to grow with every passing second. She couldn't take it anymore. She needed to be near him, even if he didn't want to be near her.

With a deep breath, she got up and walked towards the guest room, where she found Aly sitting on the balcony, lost in thought as he gazed at the moon.

Karishma quietly entered the room and carefully laid down on the bed, her eyes never leaving him.

He didn't acknowledge her presence, but she could feel the tension in the air, the unspoken words between them.

She turned her face towards him, hoping he would look at her, hoping he would say something that could break the ice.