𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core.
But when tragedy strikes, h...
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4 MONTHS LATER
I stare at the pregnancy stick in my hand, my vision blurring as I read the result.
Negative.
We've been trying for a while now, hoping for a miracle, but each time, hope rises only to be crushed by the same outcome.
Every time my period is delayed, I think this might finally be it. Maybe this time. But it never is.
Ved is more than enough for us, I know that. Yet, I dream of a big family like Aman's, where siblings grow up with bonds so strong they'd do anything for each other. I didn't have that privilege, but I want my children to know what it's like to be surrounded by that kind of love.
I feel the tears slide down my cheeks and quickly wipe them away with my palms. With a shaky sigh, I toss the pregnancy kit into the trash.
Why isn't my body working?
I glance at myself in the mirror, trying to compose myself, and swipe at the stray tear still lingering on my cheek.
A soft knock at the door startles me.
"Heer?" Aman's voice comes through.
I quickly splash cold water on my face, grabbing a cloth to dry it, forcing a smile I hope looks genuine.
When I open the door, his brows immediately furrow as he studies me.
"Were you crying, sweetheart?" he asks gently, his voice full of concern.
The smile falters, and my lips tremble. Before I can stop myself, I wrap my arms around him, burying my face in his chest. No matter how hard I try, I can never hide my feelings from him. He always knows.
"Hey, what happened?" Aman asks, his hand moving up and down my spine in a soothing rhythm.
"Aman..." My voice breaks, and I clutch him tighter.
"Heer?" He gently tangles his fingers in my hair, tilting my face up so he can look into my eyes.
"Did you do the test without me?" he asks, his tone laced with disappointment.
I nod, unable to meet his gaze. He exhales deeply, his expression softening.
"Come here." He leads me to the bed, lying down and pulling me close to his chest. His warmth wraps around me as he looks down at my face, his eyes filled with understanding.
