Worksno1
Regret - The word felt stronger when he actually experienced it.
Seeing his love lifeless in a mortuary was not a nightmare meant to be escaped. It was a memory to be endured.
Shivansh Randhawa, the unshakeable, unmoving and unrelenting business tycoon, was on his knees in the middle of the road, letting the merciless rain fall on him. His wife, Prarthana Randhawa, was no longer with him. His fingers tightened around her nuptial chain, which he had tied around her neck by deceit.
"Please come back...please...I'm sorry, Prarthana," he begged.
"She can't and she won't, because she's not alive," He heard the hoarse voice of a woman.
It was Guru Ma.
"-but you can"