Shattered

5| Sad eyes

Shiva grasped Raavi's hand tightly, his face overcome with tears. His heart shattered into a million pieces when he saw her struggling to breathe, but unable to do so. Fear consumed him as he desperately called out for doctors, but no one answered. He tried to calm Raavi down, but his efforts were in vain. The monitor started beeping loudly, causing Shiva to fear the worst.

"Raavi... Please, no... Someone help us! Doctors, my Raavi needs help! Please, try to breathe!" Shiva's cries echoed through the empty hallway, but no one came to their aid.

Just when Shiva thought all hope was lost, Raavi suddenly opened her eyes and her breathing became normal again. He hugged her tightly, tears streaming down his face.

He looked at her with concern and held her hand gently. "Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere? Please say something, Raavi. Your silence is killing me."

She struggled to speak and finally managed to say one word: "Master."

Shiva's heart broke at the sound of that word coming from Raavi's mouth.

"Raavi... No... Please... No," he shook his head vigorously in denial.

"Master... You are finally free... You no longer have to endure living with me... I hope you are content with punishing me for a crime I did not commit... I am leaving now... And I am happy... Happy that all the suffering has come to an end... My life is coming to an end as well," she said, closing her eyes for the last time.

"RAAVIIIII!!! No... Please, Raavi, open your eyes... I am the one at fault, please get up and punish me," he cried out in desperation, shaking her lifeless body.

But there was no response. He held her hand and looked at the monitor, which now showed a flat line. In a state of shock, he screamed her name.

"Raaviiii!"

Shiva collapsed onto the ground, his face drenched in sweat and his heart beating wildly in his chest.

"Are you okay Mr. Rathore?" a nurse asked as she prepared an injection.

He flinched and looked at her, only then realizing he was in a hospital room. He saw wires attached to his right hand and put his hand on his chest, letting out a heavy sigh.

The events of the past few moments played over and over in his mind. How he had been falsely accused of a crime and forced to live with Raavi as punishment. How he had grown to care for her deeply despite their tumultuous relationship. And now, she was gone forever.

Shiva couldn't help but feel guilty for not being able to save Raavi, even though it was not his fault. He closed his eyes and let the tears fall freely as he mourned the loss of someone who had become so important to him.

But amidst the pain and sorrow, there was also relief that their suffering had finally come to an end. Shiva knew that Raavi was finally at peace and no longer burdened by the past.

He opened his eyes and looked at the nurse, forcing a weak smile.

"I'm fine, thank you," he replied, his voice shaky.

The nurse nodded and injected him with the medicine before leaving the room. Shiva closed his eyes again, feeling drained and numb. But in his heart, he knew that Raavi would always hold a special place and her memory would never fade away.

Thankfully, it was only a bad dream.

But how did he end up here?

He found himself in his bedroom...

And that phone call from Varun

Varun had told him that Raavi was...

Shiva woke up suddenly and began removing the tubes attached to his wrist.

"What are you doing, sir?" the nurse protested, but Shiva ignored her and left.

He went straight to Raavi's room, his heart racing in his chest. His hands were shaking and his entire body trembled with fear. He desperately hoped that what Varun had said on the phone was not true. He wanted it to be a lie. He rushed to open the door, but the room was empty and dark.

Shiva collapses onto his knees, his legs giving out beneath him. He can't believe what he's hearing. In a desperate attempt, he crawls towards the hospital bed and clings to it tightly. "Raavi, you can't leave me. This can't be happening. Please come back," he cries out in anguish as a nurse enters the room.

Shiva looks up at her and frantically asks, "Where is the girl who was here yesterday? Where is she? Please, tell me."

The nurse remains silent for a moment, but her expression makes it clear that she is also angry with him. The entire hospital knows of his actions and now he is being treated coldly by everyone - something he knows he deserves.

"Please, just tell me where she is," Shiva pleads.

"She passed away," the nurse responds.

"No, I refuse to believe it. She can't be gone. Tell me where she is," Shiva stands up and asks desperately.

"Unfortunately, she has passed away," spoke the nurse with a heavy heart. "If you need confirmation, her death certificate is available. Now, please go to your ward." With that, she turned and walked away.

Shiva's world shattered in an instant. His beloved Ravi was gone. Tears streamed down his face as he collapsed to the ground, overcome with grief. But even as his eyes burned from constant weeping, he couldn't bring himself to care.

"Ravi," he sobbed uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, Varun approached the girl lying on the bed, surrounded by a tangle of wires and tubes. He took a seat next to her and gently brushed her hair away from her face. Despite the grammatical mistakes and fragmented sentences in their conversation, Varun couldn't help but feel drawn to this mysterious girl. He wondered what had brought her to this hospital room and if there was any way he could ease her pain.

“I apologize, my dear little sisiter. I failed to protect you and for that, I am truly sorry. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me, Raavi? I regret all the pain I caused you," he said with a heavy heart.

"But from now on, I promise to seek justice for you," he vowed.

Two days later, a frail man lay on the ground, his condition looking dire. His back was covered in blood as tears fell from his bloodshot eyes. Beside him lay a photo of her - Raavi. He reached out to touch it but painful memories flooded back of when he used to abuse her. The echoes of her screams still haunted him and he quickly pulled away from the photo, curling up in a corner.

"No...Raavi...I never wanted to hurt you. Please forgive me. I will never harm you again. Where are you, Raavi? Please don't leave me like this. Punish me however you see fit. Give me every kind of pain imaginable, just please come back to me," he cried out in anguish.

He gazed at the abandoned belt lying on the floor... Every time he remembered the painful moments with Raavi, he would mercilessly beat himself. The lonely soul suffered in silence, with no one to console her. She was completely isolated.

He picked up the belt and began to strike himself once again, when suddenly someone burst into the room. The person swiftly snatched the belt away from him. It was Naman, Shiva's personal assistant. Shiva gave him a cold glare and demanded, "Leave... And give me that."

"What are you doing, sir? Do you want to end your life?" Naman exclaimed loudly.

"Yes, I don't deserve to live," Shiva replied in a soft voice.

"Sir, please calm down," Naman pleaded.

"I said leave!" Shiva shouted.

"Sir, listen to me. I have found a lead on her... Maybe she's still alive... Maybe Varun had lied about Raavi's death," Naman revealed.

Shiva gazed at him with a curious expression before placing his hand on Naman's shoulder and inquiring, "What's going on? Where is she? Please, Naman, tell me her whereabouts." Eager for any information, Naman proceeded to reveal everything he had gathered.

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