" I'm sor-"
"DON'T, JUST DON'T SAY IT. YOU DO NOT EVEN DESERVE TO SAY IT AFTER WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME! I BEGGED YOU, SCREAMED AND PLEAD, BUT YOU DIDN'T HEED MY WORDS. THEN WHY SHOULD I!"
I yelled with tears streaming down my face when witnessing m...
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3 years...
3 years, 7 months...
3 years, 7 months, 24 days...
3 years, 7 months, 24 days, 10 hours, and 13 minutes...
That's how long it's been since Ammu slipped away from me. Three agonizing years of spiraling into madness, consumed by the relentless need to find her. I've scoured every corner of the earth.
Singapore.
Austria.
Abu Dhabi.
I sent my best men to every corner of the world, clinging to the hope that one day I'd hear news of her. But every lead turned out to be nothing more than a dead end. When I heard she had escaped the hospital, a fury so intense consumed me that I almost burned the place to the ground, if it weren't for Mama pulling me back from the brink of destruction.
Then came his words that made my blood boil, that made me want to pull out my gun and end him right there. But in the same breath, he said something that froze me in my tracks, something that shattered whatever rage I had left.
Flashback:
"LEAVE ME! LEAVE ME, MAMA!" My voice cracked with rage, echoing through the sterile halls of the hospital. I thrashed, trying to pry myself from Mama's grip, his hands firm on my arms as he dragged me away. "HOW DARE THEY SAY SHE'S GONE! HOW DARE THEY NOT INFORM ME! I'LL KILL THEM!" My legs fought to turn back, but Mama's hold was unrelenting.
The faces of the staff blurred as I roared, fury consuming every thought. How dare they! My body trembled as I glared at them, words tumbling out like venom. "I swear, I'll burn this place to the ground!"
In one swift motion, I wrenched my arm free from Mama's grasp, storming back toward the hospital doors. Just as I reached for the handle, a voice cut through the storm in my head.
"I was the one who helped her escape."
I froze. My head snapped toward him, heart thudding as his words registered. Escape? My jaw tightened, fists clenching. "What did you just say?"
His gaze met mine, unwavering. "I helped her escape. When she begged me, I didn't hesitate. After what you did to her, I couldn't stand it anymore. You... who claim to be Sharmila's protector. Do you even realize the hypocrisy? You're her brother, yet you've done to another what you vowed never to let happen to Sharmila. What if she finds out? Can you look her in the eyes without drowning in your own guilt?"
I stood there, silence swallowing my rage. The truth of his words cut deeper than any insult. He was right. Sharmila... If she ever knew... She would never forgive me. My promise to protect her died the day I let her be kidnapped. I'd already failed once, and now... now she was lying in that hospital bed, unconscious, unaware of the monster her brother had become.
