Author's POV

" Please.. please. Mujhe maaf kardo.... Main apne galtiyon ke maafi maangtha hu tumse. Haan main gussa me bahut kuch bol diya tumhe... Me gusse me the isliye itna ghatiya baat ki tumse. Saza do mujhe. Chillao, maaro peeto... Kuch bhi karo... Bas mujhe chod ke mat jao. Mar jaunga main tumhare bina. Main tumhare liye jeeta hai. Yeh dil tumhare liye dhadakta hai aur sirf tumhi mera dil hai. Bahut pyar karta hu main tumse... Please uto mere liye... Please tumhare Aan keliye" Ishaan cried seeing his doll. She was looking pale and exhausted. Her hands were bandaged and she was breathing through an oxygen mask. Her...