Author's pov

Aryan's complete attention was on his laptop. The fake news had spread around the town like wildfire and the entire city believed what the article said. Aryan just gazed at his laptop screen, thinking of what to do. He wasn't bothered about what everyone thought about him now, but all he wanted was to be in the presence of Roseanne, a place where he felt love, the feeling that no one except Roseanne could make him feel after his mom died.

Aryan picked up his phone, ready to make a big step. The house felt empty without his wife and even if his whole life was ruined, without...