The Birla siblings 💕

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Ruhanika stood before the shattered mirror, her reflection fragmented into a mosaic of distorted images. Each shard reflected a piece of her, fractured and incomplete, much like her emotions at that moment. The events of the day replayed in her mind, over and over, like a nightmare she couldn’t escape from. Her father, Neil, had announced her wedding with Rohit—a moment that should have been filled with joy, celebration, and excitement. Instead, all she could think about was the look on Ruhi’s face when she found out. Ruhi, her little sister, who had no idea about her relationship with Rohit. How could she have let things get to this point? The guilt gnawed at her insides, tearing her apart with each passing second.

Ruhanika’s heart ached, the pain intensifying as she realized the depth of her secret. She had hidden the relationship from Ruhi, her best friend, her confidante. The one person in the world she had always vowed to protect and be honest with. And now, she had betrayed that trust. The bond they once shared, the closeness they had, was in danger of unraveling. All because she was too afraid to tell her the truth.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, the weight of it all pressing down on her like a heavy blanket. In a sudden burst of frustration, anger, and self-loathing, Ruhanika balled her fist and slammed it into the mirror. The glass shattered further, and her knuckles split open, sending a trail of blood trickling down her hand. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the deep, aching wound inside her heart. She stared at her bleeding hand, her mind numb, her emotions too raw to process what had just happened.

The crash of the mirror breaking was loud enough to echo through the house. Within moments, her brothers, Abhir and Shivu, burst into the room. Their faces were etched with shock and concern as they took in the sight before them—the shattered glass, the blood, and their sister standing there, trembling.

"Ruhanika!" Abhir’s voice was filled with worry as he rushed to her side, carefully taking her hand to assess the injury. His fingers worked quickly, wiping away the blood with a soft cloth he found nearby. "What have you done?"

Shivu, quieter but no less concerned, began picking up the pieces of the broken mirror. He glanced up at his sister, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Why, ? Why did you do this?"

Ruhanika looked down, her eyes filling with fresh tears. The weight of their love and concern only added to her guilt. She didn’t deserve their kindness, not after what she had done. But as her brothers silently worked to clean her wound, their touch gentle and careful, she realized how much she needed them. She needed their strength, their support. And in that moment, she realized she didn’t have to carry this burden alone.

"Ruhanika," Shivu said again, his voice soft but firm, as he finished gathering the shards of glass and stood up. "You were wrong to hide it from Ruhi."

His words pierced through her, but there was no accusation in his tone. It was merely a statement of fact, a truth that she couldn’t deny. Tears spilled over, streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to find her voice. "I know," she whispered. "I know I was wrong."

Abhir wrapped her injured hand in a bandage, his movements slow and deliberate. He wasn’t angry, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes. "But that doesn’t mean you’re beyond forgiveness," he said, his voice warm and encouraging. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Say sorry to Ruhi Chuhiii .Tell her why you did this. I know her—she will forgive you. She loves you more than anything."

Ruhanika bit her lip, her emotions crashing over her in waves. She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe that Ruhi would understand. But the fear of losing her sister still gnawed at her. "What if she doesn’t, Abhir?" she asked, her voice trembling. "What if she never forgives me?"

Shivu stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Ruhanika, you and Ruhi have a bond that no one can break. Not even Rohit. Talk to her. You’ll see, she’s just as scared of losing you as you are of losing her."