Neirohi's Family OS

without you 🥹

Neil stood in the doorway of Aarohi’s house, the shadows of the past five years stretching long between them. The room, though bright with warm colors, felt cold as silence wrapped around them. Aarohi’s eyes met his, not with the warmth they once shared, but with a guarded determination that spoke of wounds too deep to heal. It was a far cry from the days when they had envisioned a life together, filled with laughter and shared dreams.

“Neil, why are you here?” Aarohi asked, her voice steady but cold.

“I came to see her,” Neil said, the lump in his throat making his voice rough. “To see Ruhi. I know I can never ask for your forgiveness, Aarohi, but I need to be in her life. Please.”

Aarohi’s jaw tightened, and she glanced at the hallway where Ruhi’s laughter could be heard. The little girl was in her own world, playing with her dolls, oblivious to the storm brewing in the living room.

“Neil, you have no idea what it was like, raising her alone,” Aarohi said, crossing her arms as if to shield herself from the onslaught of emotions. “I made a choice, not out of malice but out of necessity. You shattered my trust, and I couldn’t let you come back just to risk losing everything again.”

Neil’s eyes filled with regret, the weight of years spent apart pressing down on him like a physical burden. “Aarohi, I know I hurt you. I know I trusted the wrong people and that I made mistakes I can never take back. But I didn’t know about Ruhi. If I had known, I would have—”

“Would have what, Neil?” Aarohi interrupted, a bitter edge to her voice. “Come back and expect everything to fall back into place? No. You don’t get to show up now and pretend that the past didn’t happen. But… I won’t keep Ruhi from you. She deserves to know her father.”

Before Neil could respond, the front door swung open, and Akshara walked in, the tension in the air hitting her like a wave. Her eyes flicked between Neil and Aarohi, realization dawning quickly.

“Aarohi, why didn’t you tell Neil about Ruhi?” Akshara’s voice was accusatory, and the question hung heavily in the room. “You had no right to keep that from him.”

Aarohi’s eyes blazed with a fury that had been simmering for years. “You think I had no right? After everything that happened, after Neil chose you and your words over me, I did what I had to do to survive, Akshara. I couldn’t trust anyone—not even him. And it’s not just about trust; it’s about protecting my daughter.”

Neil shifted uncomfortably, the guilt pressing into him from all sides. He looked at Akshara, her expression torn between anger and empathy, before turning back to Aarohi. “I know I don’t deserve anything from you, Aarohi. But Ruhi… she deserves to know who I am.”

Aarohi’s face softened just a fraction as she looked at Neil, then turned to the hallway. “Ruhi, sweetheart, can you come here for a moment?” Her voice was gentle, a stark contrast to the conversation that had just unfolded.

The little girl appeared, her dark curls bouncing as she ran into the room with a smile that lit up her entire face. She looked up at Neil with wide, curious eyes, not yet realizing the significance of this meeting.

“Hi, Ruhi,” Neil said, kneeling to her level. His hands trembled as he tried to steady himself. “I’m Neil. I’m… I’m your papa.”

Ruhi’s smile faltered, her brow furrowing as she looked to Aarohi for reassurance. “Papa?” she repeated, the word foreign on her tongue. She turned back to Neil and studied him with a child’s innocent curiosity.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Aarohi said, her voice breaking slightly. “He’s your papa.”

Neil’s eyes welled up as he reached out, hesitant at first, until Ruhi took a small step closer. She placed her tiny hand in his, and it was like a piece of him that had been missing suddenly snapped into place. A tear slid down his cheek as he whispered, “I’m so sorry for not being here, Ruhi. But I’m here now, and I hope we can get to know each other.”

Ruhi smiled shyly and said, “Can we play, Papa?”

Neil let out a choked laugh, nodding. “Yes, Ruhi. We can play.”

Akshara stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold with a mix of relief and guilt. She approached Aarohi, her voice softer now. “Aarohi, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize… I didn’t understand how much you carried alone.”

Aarohi didn’t look at Akshara. Her eyes were locked on Neil and Ruhi as they sat on the floor, playing with the dolls Ruhi had brought. The sight was bittersweet, a reminder of what could have been and what would never be.

“A part of me will always hate you, Neil,” Aarohi said quietly, so only Akshara could hear. “But for Ruhi’s sake, I’ll let him be her father. She deserves that much.”

And as Neil laughed with Ruhi, Aarohi turned away, the weight of five years pressing down on her, knowing that while forgiveness was out of reach, she had made the right choice for her daughter

Later neil talked to aarohi and begged for her forgiveness but aarohi didn't forgive neil but she said you can remain as ruhi's father nothing else to me

Hello reader's
Any suggestions for my next os

Also guys what's your opinion about my current stories and I am thinking to right a new story after i completed one of my current current stories any suggestions for that