𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

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𝗞𝗔𝗕𝗜𝗥 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗔'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩

They say a man dies only once.

That's a lie.

Because I died the day when my Sravani closed her eyes and never opened them again.

I still remember the scent of antiseptic. The distant hum of machines. The doctor's voice-hesitant, apologetic, and utterly irrelevant.

Nothing made sense.

The corridor outside the maternity ward was silent. Except for my heartbeat... loud, violent, breaking inside my chest.

They let me in to see her. One last time.

She lay there-still, serene, like she was asleep.

But she wasn't.

I walked in like a man walking to the gallows.

Each step heavier than the last.

Her hair was damp with sweat. Her lips pale. Her fingers limp.

I didn't scream. Didn't cry.

My world simply... stopped.

I leaned down, kissed her cold forehead, and whispered against her skin.

"You weren't supposed to leave me, Vaani. You promised......"

Tears fell. I let them.

They were the last thing I'd feel for years.

I stood there for a moment longer, frozen in time.

Then I turned away.

It was so sudden, I can't breathe in there.

I didn't ask to see the baby.

I didn't hold her.

Didn't even look.

My mother - rushed to me, her hands trembling, her eyes red.

"At least look at her once, Kabir. Please. She's all that's left of Sravani..."

But I didn't .

I couldn't.

Because she wasn't all that was left.

She was the reminder of everything I had lost.

I walked past my mother, past the nurses, past the waiting room filled with hushed whispers and pitying eyes.

And I never looked back.

That day, the world knew Sravani was dead.

But what they didn't know was that Kabir Singhania died with her.

What remained was a hollow man-broken beyond repair, grief etched into every line, and eyes that once dreamed now dulled by the weight of hopelessness. I moved not to live, but because life refused to let me stop, each breath a cruel reminder of all I had lost.

My light, my life, my love, Vaani

I left everything behind.

The empire I built. The house. Everything.......including that child.

I disappeared across oceans.

Not to start over.

But to disappear completely.

Until that call came.

And with it, the ghosts I buried came back to life.....

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