He found the mangalsutra and the ring while searching for her. This broke him more. She hated him. He carried them in his shirt's pocket close to his heart. He would give her when they would meet. Soon.

Something felt missing in his heart. Like a lost puzzle piece. The most important one which complete it. He hated to be alone. She was his. One and only person whom he believed more than others. He cried again when saw the empty house. He didn't want to be manly now and hold his tears but he felt like a child. A boy whose mother left him. His mind interchanged the scenes....