Part 4
Rivaan lay still, tubes running from his arms. Vanya sat beside him, staring blankly, lost in memories of him holding her hand and wiping her tears. Her mind clung to that dream. But dreams fade. She looked up he was still asleep.
Next morning, Rivaan stirred. “Vanya?”
She wasn’t there.
Jaggu stepped in.
“She was here all night. Must be in the washroom,” Jaggu offered.
The breeze flipped a paper on the table. Divorce papers. Rivaan frowned.
“What’s that sound?”
“She’s… she’s starting to believe Zian’s alive,” Jaggu hesitated.
“She’s breaking. Because I’m stuck here and no one’s doing enough to fix it,” Rivaan snapped. “This isn’t a stain on a shirt, Jaggu. This is war. We’ve got 24 hours. Fix it. Tell the lawyer.”
Jaggu nodded, but noticed the papers on the floor. Before
