Shattered By Fate

Nitya and Drishti weren't just best friends - they were each other's second homes. Where Nitya was calm, Drishti was fire.

They weren't just friends.
They were soul sisters - mirrors of each other's chaos and comfort.

One started a sentence, the other finished it. They shared secrets in glances, dreams over cup of coffee, plans that stretched into the future.

But now one.....was gone. She was gone.
Gone, in the kind that doesn't leave a room for goodbyes.

All that's left behind was - a twisted version of life.
Laughter tastes like guilt. Joy feels like betrayal for her.
And every time she passes the empty seat beside her, the silence screams.
She doesn't know who she is without her.
But she knows she'll never be whole again.

Trapped in her own bubble of sorrow, regret, contrite - feeling numb, broken, paralyzed with that day's events she wished to forget but couldn't.

But then he came - like a storm.
Blamed her, Accused her, Resented her for his sister's state.

"Her body's here...but it's like she's somewhere far away from me." Ayaan's voice cracked as he spoke.
But then it changed into fury looking directly at her.
"And it's all because of you."

Both in their own miseries don't know what was ahead of them.