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Suddenly, the shrill ring of Abhi’s phone shattered the tense silence that hung in the room. Abhi answered it quickly, and within moments, his face turned pale with shock. He looked at Rajeev with urgency in his eyes.
"Rajeev, we need to go. Now," Abhi said, his voice trembling slightly. Rajeev, sensing the gravity of the situation, immediately stood up. "What's going on?" he asked, worry etched across his face. Ambika, her concern for Rudra momentarily overshadowed by the anxiety in the room, asked, "What happened? Is it Rudra?" Abhi shook his head, his expression grim. "It's Gowthami. Her condition is not well." Rajeev’s heart sank. Gowthami was not just his wife; she was his world, his love, his everything. The thought of losing her was unbearable. "Gowthami is my life," he said softly, his voice filled with desperation and fear. "I can't lose her."Related chapters
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