Chapter 21: 18. gone for forever??

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The faint sound of beeping pulled me out of unconsciousness, and when I opened my eyes, the bright fluorescent lights of the hospital room pierced through my disoriented mind. My gaze focused on the ceiling—white, sterile, and emotionless, mocking the chaos in my heart. It took a moment for reality to settle in, and when it did, it hit me like a storm.

Advika.

Images of her lifeless body flashed before my eyes—the pallor of her face, the stillness that didn’t belong to her. My heart thundered in my chest as I tried to move, only to realize I couldn’t. My arms and legs were tethered to the hospital bed with wires and tubes. I pulled at them desperately, pain shooting through my body as I fought to free myself.

“What the hell is this?” I growled, yanking at the IV lines. The machine alarms went off, but I didn’t care. I tore everything away, ignoring the sting of needles pulling out of my skin. The moment I was free, I stumbled off the bed, my legs weak but determined.

I pushed open the door and staggered into the corridor, the sterile smell of the hospital burning my senses. I didn’t care. I needed answers. I needed her.

The sight of my family standing a few feet away brought an unwelcome clarity. They were all there—my mother, father, brother, and her best friend, Kartik. The silence in their eyes suffocated me.

“Where is she?” I roared, my voice echoing through the hallway. “I need to see her. Tell me where she is!”

My mother’s gaze dropped to the floor, her lips pressed into a thin line. No emotions, no tears—just a blank expression that twisted the knife deeper into my chest.

My father stepped forward, his face stoic yet heavy with something I couldn’t name. “She’s no more, Vidyut. You need to accept this and move on.”

His words were a dagger, slicing through the last shred of hope I had. My chest heaved, my vision blurred. I turned to Kartik, her best friend, the one who knew her better than anyone else.

“Kartik!” I barked, my voice cracking. “Why the hell are you silent? He said she’s gone. Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you dumb or what? Say something!”

Kartik’s silence was louder than any scream. His eyes glistened with unshed tears, but his lips remained sealed. My hands balled into fists.

I turned back to my mother, the woman who loved Advika like her own daughter. “Mom! What is wrong with you? How can you stand here silently while they talk nonsense about her? You loved her more than anything!”

Tears welled in my eyes as I stepped closer to her, my voice trembling. “I can’t lose her, Mom. I know she’s alive. I know she’s somewhere near. Tell me the truth!”

My mother finally looked up, her eyes filled with a pain I had never seen before. Her voice was soft but firm. “She’s gone, Vidyut. I hope you accept the truth soon.”

Her words shattered me. “Is death a joke to you?” I roared. “Mom, is love a joke? Is her life a joke to you?”

The slap came out of nowhere, stinging both my face and my soul. My mother’s voice trembled with anger and heartbreak. “That’s exactly what I wanted to ask you, Vidyut. Is death a joke to you? Is love a joke? Is anyone’s life worth less than your revenge, your ego, your plans? Tell me, Vidyut!”

Her words echoed in my head, cutting deeper than any wound ever could. Love. Death. Life.  How had I become so blind to their fragility?

I sank to the floor, my hands clutching my head. “This can’t be true,” I muttered. “This can’t be happening. I need her. I can’t breathe without her.”

My brother, Abhigyaan, approached me cautiously. “Bhai,” he began, his voice low, “you’ve been in the hospital for three days. It’s over. Everything is over.”

I looked up at him, disbelief flooding my senses. “If it’s true, then where is her body? Show me her body!”

He shook his head, his silence cutting deeper than any words could.

As everyone began to leave, I spotted Avyut, the man who had been a catalyst for this nightmare. Rage consumed me, and I lunged at him, my hands wrapping around his neck. “It’s all because of you!” I snarled. “You planned this! You pressured me into this!”

He struggled in my grip, his eyes wide with fear. My mother’s voice broke through the haze of anger. “Vidyut, stop!”

I released him, turning to her. “You knew? You knew what he did, and you stayed silent?”

She nodded, her voice heavy with sorrow. “He told us everything. His guilt consumed him, and he confessed. But Vidyut, you’re not innocent either.”

Her words stunned me. “What?”

“You didn’t trust her, Vidyut. You let your anger blind you. Even if you wanted to hurt her, why did you choose to destroy her with the truth about her parents? You are the one who will carry the blame for her death for the rest of your life.”

Her words crushed me. My knees gave way, and I collapsed, the weight of her accusations suffocating me. My wife is dead, and I am the one who killed her.

I stumbled out of the hospital, my mind a whirlwind of regret and anguish. I didn’t know where I was going until I found myself in the room where I had once cherished every photo of her. The memories came flooding back, each one a dagger to my heart.

I grabbed a piece of chalk and began writing her name on the walls. Over and over, until the room was filled with her presence. My tears blurred the words, but I didn’t care. “Advika,” I whispered, my voice broken. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

A voice broke through the silence. “Vidyut.”

I turned, and there she was, dressed in white, her smile hauntingly serene.

“Advika,” I whispered, reaching for her.

“Now that I’m gone, are you happy?” she asked, her voice soft but piercing.

“No!” I cried. “Please, don’t say that. I’m sorry. I’ll do anything. Please, come back.”

She smiled sadly. “I hope you live a happy life, Vidyut. Goodbye.”

She disappeared before I could reach her. “No!” I screamed, running after her. “Advika, please!”

Desperation consumed me as I grabbed my car keys and drove recklessly, the world around me a blur. I didn’t care where I was going. I just wanted to escape the pain, to end it all.

As the car sped toward the edge of reason, one thought remained: If I can’t have her in life, I’ll find her in death.

Suddenly, a car sped up beside me, its headlights blinding. It swerved dangerously close, forcing me to veer off course. The driver seemed intent on chasing me, their car matching my reckless speed.

“Leave me alone!” I roared, slamming the accelerator.

But the car didn’t relent. It swerved again, slamming into my vehicle’s side. My car spun out of control, the tires screeching against the asphalt. My heart raced as I fought to regain control, but it was too late.

The crash was deafening. Metal crumpled, glass shattered, and the car crashed.

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𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘱𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘬𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘶,

𝘒𝘩𝘶𝘥 𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘴𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘢 𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘶,

𝘑𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘮 𝘫𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘺𝘦 , 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘩𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘵𝘪,

𝘗𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘬𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘨 𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘶.

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