27 parts Complete Eshal stood up slowly, her fingers brushing the edge of the table, and Zavian's heart clenched as he watched her. Her eyes were glossy with unshed tears. She didn't look at him-couldn't look at him. "Mujhe chalna chahiye," she said quietly.
Zavian shot up from his seat. He reached out, his hand trembling as he grabbed her wrist. "Nhi, Eshal. Yeh yun khatam nhi ho sakta. Aise nahi..." His voice cracked.
Eshal stiffened as she stared at the place where his hand held her. She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, and for a brief moment, their eyes locked. She wanted to stay so badly, to throw herself into his arms. But she couldn't. "Yeh khatam ho chuka hai, Zavian," she whispered, her voice breaking as she forced the words out.
Zavian's chest tightened painfully at her words. His breath hitched, and before he could stop himself, he was sinking to his knees, still holding onto her wrist. "Nahi, Eshal. Aapke bina meri zindagi ka koi wajood nahi." Tears blurred his vision as he looked up at her.
Eshal's own tears fell as she looked down at him-her hand trembling in his. She wanted to hold him, to tell him that she loved him, but the words wouldn't come. Her hand shook as she placed it over his, her fingers gently prying his grip away from her wrist.
Zavian looked up at her, his face filled with agony, as if her touch had shattered something deep inside him. He didn't want to let go. "Eshal, aapko khuda ka waasta hai..." he whispered again, his voice desperate.
Eshal closed her eyes, her heart breaking and in one gentle motion, she let go of his hand as she took a step back.
Zavian's eyes widened, his breath came in ragged gasps as he watched her, his heart shattering into a million pieces. But Eshal didn't turn back. She walked away, leaving Zavian kneeling there, broken and crying, his tears falling like rain, soaking the last remnants of their love.
