97. Truth

As the morning sun began to cast its gentle rays through the window, Abeer slowly emerged from the depths of slumber, his eyes fluttering open.

Abeer's heart skipped a beat as he woke up, his eyes darting around the room in confusion.

Abeer's gaze instinctively shifted to the space beside him, expecting to find Khushi peacefully nestled in her bed.

However, to his astonishment, the place where she should have been lay empty, void of her familiar form.

Panic surged through his veins as he realized Khushi was not there, her absence leaving an emptiness that sent a shockwave through his entire being.

The once warm and comforting space beside him now felt cold and desolate, as if a vital piece of his world had been cruelly snatched away.

"How could I be so careless? How did I forgot about her and sleep for so long while looking after her?" Abeer started cursing himself, realizing the situation in front of him.

A wave of shock coursed through Abeer's veins, electrifying every in