Few hours ago…
After Sejal left, Keshav sat alone in his apartment, drowning in his thoughts. The silence around him felt heavier than ever before. His whole life, he had never felt this lost, this torn between two paths, both of which led to sacrifices he wasn't prepared to make.
He leaned forward on the couch, resting his elbows on his knees as he ran a tired hand through his hair. His mother's words from earlier echoed in his head—her firm, non-negotiable tone, the unshaken authority in her voice.
"You have two choices, Keshav. Either you marry Surbhi, or you lose everything. If you can't even make this decision, then forget that you ever had a mother."
Keshav exhaled a shaky breath. His mother. The woman who had raised him and his sister alone, who had fought against the world to give him a decent life. Yes, she was controlling, manipulative even, but for him, she was a god. She was all he had ever known.
Losing her?
