Sundar Virah

Thu, 16 Jul 2026 14:50:24 +0000

“Who am I to you, Ekarth?” Her words were a whisper, everything she carried locked inside her heart. After waiting a long minute, she stepped back.

He didn’t speak—not a single word.

She never expected him to say, you are my everything, because deep down she knew… she was not.

A hollow chuckle escaped her lips. “May I, Mr. Advani?” Her breath faltered, reminding her that she could never truly be his. No one. She swallowed the heavy storm rising within, determined not to cry in front of him.

Her hands clutched the bag tightly. Without sparing him a glance, she moved forward this time.

His shoulders stiffened, fists clenched, jaw locked. Yet he didn’t hold her the way she longed for. He couldn’t give her the life she wished for.

And so, she left him—this time for real. No longer waiting, because why should she? She never belonged to him.