The moment I heard Abhimanyu's words—"Saru was not with him"—it felt like my soul had been ripped from my body. Days turned into weeks, and soon a month had passed without a whisper from her. I had convinced myself that Saru was off somewhere, happily living her life with Abhimanyu, so I didn't even bother searching for her. How wrong I was!
In a fit of rage, I grabbed Abhimanyu by the collar, my heart pounding. "Where is she? I saw her with you last time!" I shouted, desperation flooding my voice. He pushed me away, frustration etched on his face. "She's not with me," he replied, the tension thick between us.
"So where is she then?" I demanded, my anger boiling over. His response was chilling: "I don't know. The last time I saw her at the hotel, I begged her for a second chance, but she didn't say a word. She just walked away."
In that moment, I knew I had to find her before it was too late.
is she then?" I demanded, my anger boiling over. His response was chilling: "I don't know. The last time I saw her at the hotel, I begged her for a second chance, but she didn't say a word. She just walked away."
Desperate to find her, I rushed to the police station to file a missing person report. Every bus station, every train station— I scoured them all, but there was no sign of her. My mind was consumed with worry. Was she okay? Where could she be? How was she holding up?
In my search for answers, I turned to Alam. I poured my heart out to him, sharing every detail of our situation. With determination, he called on some friends to help track Saru's location. After a grueling week of uncertainty and hope, we finally caught a break. The truth about her whereabouts was within our grasp, and I felt a flicker of hope reignite inside me.