Neirohi's Family OS

without you 🥺

Part 1 losing  her 🥺

Neil stormed into their room, his face contorted with rage and disbelief. The intensity of his anger filled the space, making the air feel thick and suffocating. Aarohi, sitting on the edge of their bed, looked up in shock as the door slammed open. The look on Neil's face sent a chill down her spine; she had never seen him like this before.

“Were you lying to me the entire time, Aarohi?” Neil’s voice boomed through the room, the hurt and betrayal clear in every word. His eyes bore into hers, demanding answers.

Aarohi felt her heart race as she tried to make sense of what was happening. “Neil… what are you talking about?” she asked, her voice shaky. “I’m not lying to you. I’m pregnant, Neil.”

But Neil’s expression hardened, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Don’t you dare lie to me again!” he shouted, his voice cracking with emotion. “Akshara bhabhi told me everything. She said you couldn’t be pregnant, that it was all a trick to keep me with you. And I believed her, Aarohi! I believed my sister-in-law over my own wife!”

Aarohi’s world crumbled around her as she realized what he was saying. Akshara had doubted her pregnancy, and in his desperation to find the truth, Neil had turned to her sister. “Neil, please,” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. “It was just a mix-up. I am pregnant, I swear on everything. Please, you have to believe me.”

But Neil wasn’t listening. The hurt and confusion were too much for him to process. All he could think about was how easily he had trusted Akshara’s word over Aarohi’s. “Get out, Aarohi,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of any warmth. “I don’t want to see you in this house anymore.”

Aarohi felt her heart shatter at his words. She couldn’t believe this was happening. The love they shared, the life they had built together—it all seemed to be slipping away from her in an instant. “Neil, don’t do this,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please… let’s talk about this. Don’t throw everything away because of a misunderstanding.”

But Neil was resolute. He turned away from her, his back rigid with determination. “Leave,” he said again, his tone final and unyielding.

With a heavy heart and tears streaming down her face, Aarohi realized she had no choice. She gathered what little belongings she could carry and walked out of the room, each step feeling like a dagger in her heart. As she left the house, the weight of Neil’s rejection bore down on her, leaving her feeling lost and alone.

The hours that followed were a blur for Neil. He sat in the empty room, his mind racing with memories of Aarohi—her laughter, her smile, the way she used to tease him, the way she looked at him with so much love. But now, all of that felt like it had been built on lies. Or was it? He couldn’t think straight. The silence in the house was suffocating, each moment without her a reminder of what he had just done.

As he sat there, consumed by his thoughts, a knock on the door broke through his turmoil. His heart leaped with a desperate hope. Maybe it was Aarohi. Maybe she had come back, and they could fix this. He rushed to the door, but as he opened it, his heart sank. It wasn’t Aarohi. It was a delivery person with an envelope.

He took the envelope with trembling hands, his dread growing as he saw it was from the hospital. Slowly, he opened it, his breath catching in his throat as he read the contents. It was a confirmation letter—Aarohi was indeed pregnant. The blood drained from his face as he stared at the words, the realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. She hadn’t been lying. She had been telling the truth all along, and he had thrown her out of the house because of a misunderstanding.