**TRIGGER WARNING** - This chapter discusses about suicide/self-harm. Reader Discretion Advised.
"Ma'am! Excuse me, Ma'am!!"
Zoya opened her eyes and wiped her face caressing her tears dried cheeks. She looked around and saw the train empty. She jerked in panic, as she looked at the ticket collector.
"We have reached Mumbai, Ma'am."
Zoya turned to the seat to take her bags, and walked to the door, and looked at the board which read 'Mumbai'.
She got down at the empty station the next day early morning, and walked in the platform, with slow steps, as tears started welling up her eyes again.
The last words she heard earlier that day echoed in her ears:
"You will never forget this day, Zoya...from this day, your life is going to change completely!"
Zoya stopped, as her emotions started building up. She knelt on the floor, closed her eyes as she broke down to tears.
"You were right Yash...I will never ever forget this day...and this day did change my life completely!!" Zoya cried, as she looked down shedding her tears.
"I wanted to see you receiving me with a bouquet of roses at the station...but today I am coming to meet you..." Zoya choked as she cried, "I am going to meet you with a bouquet of flowers to send you off..."
"Zoya."
Zoya looked above and saw Yash's friend Asha standing opposite her.
Zoya stood up and rushed to Asha, hugged her and broke down.
"Asha...what's all this..." Zoya cried hugging her, "Please tell me all this is a bad dream...please tell me Yash is alive!!"
Asha held her and consoled, "Even we all want this to be a bad dream Zoya, but unfortunately it's true!"
Zoya cried hearing it, as she asked crying, "How did it happen?? How...suddenly??"
Asha looked at her with a worried look, while Zoya said, "When Ajay said Yash is...Yash is dead...I didn't want to listen anything more...I came straightaway to know what happened...and...and in a slight wish that maybe there is some mistake somewhere...and..." Zoya heaved as she cried, "...and Yash might receive me at the station..."
Asha took Zoya's hands in hers while she saw her fresh mehendi. Taking a deep sigh, she said, "Zoya, I don't even know how to console you...but, Yash is no more with us...he...he met with an accident while crossing the road."
Zoya pulled her hands from Asha's hold, and covered her mouth in despair as she muttered, "No..."
Asha nodded her head, "He died on spot...couldn't save him."
Zoya looked down as she said, "Yash can't even bear a cut in his hand, Asha...he is so sensitive..." Tears rolled down Zoya's cheeks as she spoke, "Allah shouldn't have been this much cruel to him...my Yash didn't deserve this..."
Asha hugged her as Zoya buried her face on her shoulders and let out her tears.
"I want to see Yash..." Zoya said in tears, while Asha gave a thoughtful look.
"Asha, will you take me there?? I have never...never visited Mumbai and I don't know...his aunt's address...I want to...see Yash."
"Zoya...actually..." Asha hesitated as she said, "They took Yash's body to Pune!"
"Pune??" Zoya asked with a confused look.
"Well, Yash's parents were based from Pune only yeah...so his Aunt took him to Pune for his funeral..."
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The Call of Destiny - AdiYa FF
Fanfiction🏆 Featured in Wattpad @AmbassadorsIN Serialized Spotlight Reading List Aditya Hooda is a sincere police officer, who doesn't believe in destiny and holds himself totally responsible for anything right or wrong which happens in his life. He is a man...
