Three Months Later – Abu Dhabi
I stared at the skyline of Abu Dhabi from the glass balcony of the penthouse. The city lights blinked like fireflies, stretching into the vast desert beyond. Somewhere down there, life moved on people laughing, arguing, loving, hating. But here, in this golden cage, I was stuck in my own twisted story.
Three months had passed since Dev had brought me here. Correction since he forcibly brought me here. Three months since he shattered the last bit of sanity I had left. Since he took away the one thing that mattered Maa’s last rites.
I closed my eyes. The memories were still fresh, like open wounds refusing to heal. That day, I had screamed, begged, cursed, but Dev had stood there, arms crossed, face emotionless, as my mother’s final journey was decided not
