𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

“Aira, main mar jaunga tumhare bina,” his voice trembling with agony “Toh mar jao” --- He seized her wrists, pulling her closer with a force that left mere inches between them. His voice was low, tinged with a sharp edge. "1 saal... pure 1 saal ho chuke hai humari shaadi ko," he murmured, his face drawing dangerously near, his breath brushing against her skin. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, the weight of their proximity suffocating. "Aur abhi tak ap humare dil mein apni jagah nhi bana payi." His words pierced through her, leaving her stunned. Her wide, tear-filled eyes mirrored the storm brewing inside her as his grip loosened. Then, with a sudden, sharp shove, he pushed her away, his lips curving into a smirk—a cruel satisfaction at the sight of her vulnerability. --- "Muma, please! Open your eyes!" The child's trembling voice broke the eerie silence as her tiny hands desperately patted her mother’s pale cheeks. Aira lay motionless on the cold floor, her chest unnervingly still. Hot tears streamed down the little girl’s flushed face, her nose reddened, and her breaths quickened with panic. "Muma, wake up," she pleaded, her voice cracking under the weight of fear.