Haunted by My Own Hands: A Sinner's Plea

To understand how a man could lose his entire world in 15 minutes, you have to understand how empty his hands were before she ever held them.
For 5 years, Ruhan perfected the art of feeling absolutely nothing. After a brutal highway crash took his only true companion his motorcycle, Hayati he stripped his life to the bone, burying his instinct to protect beneath a heavy armor of silence and isolation.

Then, Advita stepped out of a cab. She was a walking barbed-wire fence, carrying the invisible weight of a strict past and deep betrayals. Yet, inside the quiet walls of his lake-view apartment, these two terrified people finally dropped their guard, building a fragile 48 hour sanctuary out of shared silences. For the first time, Ruhan wasn't a monster keeping the world out; he was the safe place she actively chose to stay in.

Until the room went dark. Until fifteen minutes of blurred boundaries and a tragic, half-awake mistake completely shattered the glass floor beneath them.
Now, Advita is gone. Trapped on the cold concrete stairs outside his door, staring at the wilting flowers he picked just to make her smile, Ruhan is left haunted by the very hands that broke her trust.