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Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in...
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I had just stepped into my room after meeting Vihaan. Huh...I keep breaking every rule, and the reason is only him.
I turned on the lights as i felt thirsty, so I decided to go downstairs.
Prisha Di...I mean bhabhi....and Kunal bhai had gone to her friend's wedding. They wouldn't be back for at least three or four hours. It was 4:30 a.m., the house was silent, except for the distant ticking of the clock in the living room.
But as I stepped into the living room, my body froze.
Dad.
He was sitting on the couch, his posture stiff, his face expressionless. The dim light casts shadows on his face.
Why is he sitting here at this time?
A sharp pang of fear shot through my chest. Did he find out?
I had been careful, checking my surroundings every time I left the house. There was no way he could have known.
Yet, the way he was sitting there, unmoving, staring at the table in front of him.....something felt wrong.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to speak.
"Dad, you're awake this early? Is everything okay?"
I tried to sound normal, but my voice came out smaller than I intended.
Slowly, he lifted his gaze. His eyes looked heavy, tired. But what made my stomach twist was the emotion behind them-pain.
My heart started racing.
Without saying a word, he reached for some papers on the table and held them out to me.
My fingers trembled as I took them.
And the moment my eyes landed on the first page, my entire body went cold.
It felt like someone had knocked the air out of my lungs.
A crushing tightness spread through my chest.
I sucked in a shaky breath, trying to calm down.
Why are you reacting like this? You are okay?
He knows.
I had tried so hard to keep it hidden.
But now....Would he be angry? Would he scold me? Would he stop loving me?
He won't like this, Ruhanika. He hates weak people.
I clenched my fists, trying to push away the thought.
But then.....I saw something that shook me to the core.
A single tear slipped down Dad's cheek.
I had never, ever seen him cry before.
"You....you never told me," his voice was barely above a whisper. It was shaking.
"You were suffering from anxiety attacks?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion.
