Adwait

As soon as I answered all her unanswered questions, she started shaking, tears flowing down her face. Before I could say anything, she turned away and started running. I called her name, but she wouldn't listen. I couldn't let her go—she was my life, my everything. Without her, I was nothing. I would die if I couldn't be with her. I couldn't bear another heartbreak.

I ran after her. She was about to open the door to a random guest room when I stopped her, holding her wrist tightly enough that she couldn't run away.

"Chodo mera haath" ("Let go of my hand"), she shouted, trying to pull free. But I couldn't let her go. I needed her to understand that I would die without her.

"Chodne ke liye nahin pakda hai" ("I haven't held it to let you go"), I said, looking into her eyes. Her eyes held so many emotions—love, hate, hurt, and disappointment—while mine were void of anything.

"Adwait, tumhe chodna hoga. Main tumhare saath nahi reh sakti. Tumne mere bhai ki zindagi barbaad kar di hai. Tumhe kaise lagta hai ki main sach jaanne ke baad bhi tumhare saath rahungi?" ("Adwait, you have to let go. I can't stay with you. You ruined my brother's life. How do you think I could stay with you after knowing the truth?") she shouted, frustration filling her voice. I knew that no sister would want to be with a man who destroyed her brother's life. I knew that nothing I do could justify what I'd done, but I had my reasons. but that didn't justify it. I had ruined two innocent lives, and I needed to pay for it. But leaving Devisha forever—that couldn't be the price.

"Devisha, tumhare bina main mar jaunga" ("Devisha, I'll die without you"), I said desperately.

"Aur main tumhare saath mar jaungi" ("And I'll die with you"), she replied. As soon as those words left her mouth, my grip on her hand loosened, and every bit of hope for my life vanished. I couldn't hurt Devisha. If this meant we weren't meant to be together, so be it. I could fight the whole world to have her by my side, but I couldn't hurt her for my own selfishness.

"So... is it over?" I asked, my heart aching more with each passing second. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Yes, Adwait, it is over. We are over. From now on, I don't know you, and you don't know me. We were meant to end," she said, her voice filled with pain. If we were truly over, then I would need something to hold on to, to live for—because I couldn't die for my mom and dad's sake. I had to stay alive.

"Devisha... can I kiss you one last time? To store this moment forever? Please, it's the last thing I'll ever ask of you," I pleaded, cupping her face. This kiss would help me survive. She nodded weakly, and without a second thought, I kissed her. After we broke the kiss, she ran inside the room, not looking back even once.

As soon as the door clicked shut, I sank to my knees and cried. It was the first time in years, but this time, the end of this beautiful relationship with Devisha was entirely my fault. I had ruined it with my own hands. It was all my fault. All mine.

Why, God? Why did you do this to me? You took my childhood away, and now you've taken my only reason to live. Am I so undeserving of love?

My real parents never loved me, and now Devisha is gone, too.

But I couldn't stay weak. I had to stay strong for Devisha and even for my parents. I couldn't cry now.

I stood up, wrote a note, and left it for Devisha to read before I left the Ahuja mansion forever. I would never show my face to them again, because I was the one who ruined their lives, and I didn't deserve to be around such good people. I deserved hell, and now my life had become just that.

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Devisha and Sakshi were sitting together in Devisha's room, talking, when suddenly Sakshi groaned, clutching her head.

"Kya hua?" ("What happened?") Devisha asked, panic rising as she saw the discomfort on Sakshi's face.

"Devi, yaar, ekdum se bahut sir dard ho raha hai. Meri khud ki haalat aisi hai; main Vansh ko kaise mil paungi aise?" ("Devi, suddenly I have a terrible headache. I'm already in this condition—how am I going to see Vansh like this?") Sakshi muttered, worried, as it was clearly affecting her health.

"Tu khud ka dhyan de, Sakshi. Tu abhi recover hui hai, aur tujhe zara bhi stress nahi lena hai. Yaad hai na kal doctor ne kya bola tha?" ("You need to take care of yourself, Sakshi. You just recovered from a coma, and you can't take any stress. Remember what the doctor said yesterday?") Devisha reminded her, and Sakshi nodded.

"But—" Sakshi started, only to be cut off by Devisha.

"Dekh, Sakshi, filhaal teri health sabse zyada zaroori hai. Agar tu aise weak rahi toh bhaiya ko kaise support karegi?" ("Look, Sakshi, right now your health is the most important thing. If you stay this weak, how will you support my brother?") Devisha explained, and Sakshi nodded in understanding.

"Acha ye sab chod mujhe tere or bhaiya ke baare mai bata like tum dono i need details samjhi !" Devisha said, getting excited to hear about Sakshi and Vansh's love story.

"wohh.."

To be continued...