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Aarav's face transformed into a tranquil mask, expertly concealing the maelstrom of emotions swirling within. The venomous sting of Omkara's words still lingered, threatening to consume him whole. But he refused to surrender, refused to let the anguish drown him. Not now, not when the situation demanded his unwavering support. With calculated precision, Aarav suppressed the raging turmoil, compartmentalizing the hurt and the anger felt within...
He took a deep breath to compose himself and moved towards Abhay...
As he approached Abhay, his eyes revealed nothing - no hint of vulnerability, no whisper of pain, no telltale tremble. Just an unwavering determination, forged in the fire of his unshakeable loyalty as a son,as a brother....
"Chalo, tumhe tumhara room dikha deta hu"
(Let's show you to your room),
He said, his voice measured.
Abhay nodded, his eyes cast downward, and reached for his suitcase.
But Aarav intervened, stopping him "Rehne do".....
(Leave it)
He summoned a housekeeper to collect Abhay's luggage and escort it to his room.
As they ascended the stairs, Abhay's mind wandered back to memories of his previous stay, 15 years ago.
Abhay's gaze wandered, drawn to the cherished memories etched on the walls. Frames of laughter and joy, snapshots of innocence and youth, telling the story of a siblings's love and connection he never got to experience....
His eyes lingered on the radiant smiles of little Ruhaan, Omkara, and Aarav, their childhood antics and milestones captured forever. But one frame, in particular, arrested his attention – Mahima's gentle smile, her eyes sparkling with warmth, like a sunrise on a summer morning.
Time stood still as Abhay's hand instinctively reached out, his fingers trembling with emotion. He hesitated, mid-air, as if seeking permission to touch the sacred memory. The urge to trace the contours of her face, to feel the softness of her smile, was overwhelming.
Mahima's eyes, bright with love and kindness, seemed to hold him captive. The same eyes that had once looked upon him with unwavering devotion, the same smile that had soothed his childhood insecurities and fears.
A mix of emotions swirled within Abhay – nostalgia, longing, and regret. Memories of Mahima's unconditional love, her patient guidance, and her selfless sacrifices flooded his mind.
His heart ached, recalling the times he had wronged her, the harsh words he had spoken, the love he had rejected. Yet, her smile remained, a testament to her unwavering dedication, a reminder of the love that had once been.
Abhay's breath caught, his throat constricting. He felt the sting of unshed tears, the weight of unresolved emotions. His hand slowly dropped, his fingers curling into a fist, as if holding onto the memory.
Aarav's gentle voice broke the spell, his words a soft whisper. "Abhay?"
Abhay's gaze snapped back, his eyes locking onto Aarav's concerned face.
The moment was fleeting, a whispered promise of connection, but the emotions it stirred would linger. Abhay's heart still resonated with the ache of memories, the bittersweet tang of love and regret.
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