Abhira felt like a shell of her former self, emptied of all joy, love, and purpose. The void within her echoed with every heartbeat.
Her soul has become a barren wasteland, devoid of warmth, comfort, and solace. Each breath felt like a lonely whisper in the darkness.
Every ounce of energy, every spark of hope, had been sucked out, leaving her a dry, fragile husk.
The silence within her was deafening, a haunting reminder of all she had lost.
Abhira's heart felt like delicate glass, shattered into a million pieces, impossible to mend.
For the past few months, she has been drifting through life like a leaf on a windless day, without direction, without anchor.
Her chest was heavy with the burden of her own hollowness, crushing her beneath its oppressive weight.
Abhira was walking down on the lonely road. The words spoken by Manisha chachisa broke her today. The one woman she considered her as her own. She thought she at least had her cutiesa on her side even if the world is against her. But after today, she lost all her hopes. Nothing can make this right anymore. She was cursed for eating one bowl of kheer. How disgusting.
Armaan looked at his beloved walking like a corpse on the road. He is the reason for her helplessness. He brought this sunshine into his life and just ruined her thoroughly. Today his thread of patience broke when Manisha chachisa spoke so much shit about his Abhira. Everyone is selfish in this family. The biggest mistake of his life was staying in this family. He should have taken Abhira and lived separately before only. They would have lived happily. He is spineless for sure to not fight for his wife when his stepmother was busy cursing them. He should have been a better man.
Armaan wiped his tears and ran behind his wife. Armaan looked at Abhira who was walking in the middle of the road. He was going to run to her when suddenly his breath hitched. A car suddenly came in front of her. The sudden screech of the brakes of the car brought him out of his reverie. His heart was in his mouth, and he ran to her hurriedly.
Abhira was unconscious and was lightly bleeding due to the injury on her forehead.
"Ira jaan. Please get up. Please. I am so sorry. Ira."
The woman came out of the car worriedly and saw the scene. She immediately said,
"I think hume ise abhi doctor ke paas lekar jaana chahiye." Armaan nodded.
He picked her in his arms and sat on the backseat. Armaan was continuously trying to wake her up. The tears were continuously flowing from his eyes. The woman felt sad for both of them. She drove her car towards the nearby hospital.
Armaan hurriedly called out for the doctor. The doctor came out and called for a nurse. They took Abhira inside and Armaan sat outside on the chairs. The nurse came and asked him to fill the form. Armaan immediately filled the form
Armaan filled the form in no time. This was a stark contrast from last time when Armaan had to fill the form, and he didn't even know her blood type.
The woman saw Armaan worriedly pacing in front of the hall and said to him,
"I know it's really hard to see your loved ones in hospital but don't worry. Your wife will be fine. She will be waking up soon and will probably scold you for making a hole in the floor because of your continuous walking."
Armaan looked at the woman with tears in her eyes and said,
"I hope she wakes up. She has suffered so much because of my cowardice and spineless behavior. I am ashamed to even look into her eyes. I just hope she wakes up and for the rest of our lives I will beg for her forgiveness even if she wants to stay away from me."
