تسجيل الدخولThe smell of the hospital was already etched into me. The antiseptic, the IV drip, the constant footsteps in the hallway. I had never spent so much time lying down, unable to do anything but eat and wait for the hours to pass. The rest was harder than any job I had ever done.
And yet, that wasn't what made me most uneasy. It was the look.
I woke up before the sun came through the curtain. The room was immersed in that soft twilight of early morning, and I found myself nestled against Ravi's chest, as if my body had found the exact place where it should be. The steady sound of his breathing, the warmth that enveloped me, the heavy arm resting on my waist... for a moment, I allowed myself to believe that this was what a relationship should be like.Warmth, safety, care. Not the suffocating prison I had lived in.My heart tightened at the memory. With every beat came the fear of abandonment, of it all dissolving like smoke when the baby arrived. Maybe it was temporary. Maybe Ravi was only there out of duty, for the sake of his daughter. And when it was all over, I would be alone again, picking up the pieces.
Daniel had been gone for a few minutes, but the silence still hung in the apartment as if it were embedded in the walls. I was sitting on the kitchen counter, slowly swinging my legs in my floral dress, while Ravi put away the dishes with a calm that seemed rehearsed. He didn't say anything, but I could tell by the stiffness in his shoulders that he was still processing everything he had heard."He's good," I said, breaking the silence. My voice came out low but firm. "I liked him. I would trust Daniel."Ravi looked at me from above the pile of plates before putting them away in the cupboard. The dark gleam in his eyes always unsettled me. "He's excellent. One of the best." He dried his hands on a cloth and leaned on the counter next to me. "If there's anyone capable of helping us bring down Roger, it's him."
When I opened the apartment door, the smell of fresh flowers mixed with home-cooked food immediately greeted me. I found Manu sitting at the table, helping Rose arrange a display in the glass vase."I told her not to overexert herself, Ravi," Rose complained as soon as she saw me come in, her eyes narrowed in mock scolding. "But this girl just won't stay still."Manu lifted her face toward me, with a small, defiant smile."I'm just moving my arms. It doesn't count as effort."I couldn't help but laugh. The simple fact of seeing her with color in her cheeks, trading banter with Rose, was already a victory. I lightly touched Daniel's shoulder, who was accompanying me. "Manu, this is Daniel."She rose slightly from the chair, shy, and extended her hand. He shook it with the natural politeness of someone who spends their life in offices and courtrooms."Nice to meet you, Manu. Ravi has told me a lot about you."Her eyes sought mine, as if asking how much I had said. I answered with a calm
Rose placed the plate in front of me with that serious, maternal look that already made me smile."Come on, girl, eat everything." She crossed her arms, as if expecting me to obey. "You need to eat properly—it's not just for you, but for that little one in there."I looked at the full plate and sighed. I wasn't used to such abundance, much less to someone watching me to make sure I would eat. Still, I picked up my fork and tried the fresh salad. The flavor surprised me."Rose... can I ask you something?" I said, between bites.She sat down in front of me, her eyes attentive. "Of course, dear.""Have you always worked here with Ravi?" My voice carried genuine curiosity.Her smile widened, full of memories. "Not exactly here. I worked for his parents, when they still lived on the farm. I took care of the house, helped in the kitchen, sometimes even watched little Ravi when his mother needed a break." She let out a low chuckle. "I've seen him running through the garden, getting his cloth
The wall clock showed nine in the morning when Daniel walked into my office. I closed the folder in front of me and gestured for him to sit down. This wasn't just any meeting. It wasn't about contracts or mergers. It was about Manu—and about the man who called himself her husband."I brought what you asked for," he said, pulling some papers from his leather folder. "But I'll warn you: you're not going to like it."I reached out and took the documents. Photocopies of records, internal reports, even a duty roster. The name was there in c
Three days.Three damn days since she disappeared without a trace.I walk into the house and the silence swallows me. The wall clock marks every second like a hammer striking my head. The sofa still has the mark from the last time she sat there, the cushion sunken in, and I catch myself staring at it like an idiot, trying to understand how Manu had the courage. The courage to leave, to disappear... to break the sacred pact we made before God.I take a deep breath and walk through the living room, my footsteps echoing in the emptiness. Her scent is still soaked into the walls, into the bedsheet that now feels too cold. I open the wardrobe just to see if my suspicions are real: some clothes are missing, but not all. Clever. She took just enough for me







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