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- PAYAL'S PERSPECTIVE -
I remember breathing a sigh of relief that day as I looked down from my bedroom window to witness Khushi finally breaking down in Arnav's protective arms. He was hugging her tightly to his chest and running his hands up and down her back in a helpless attempt to comfort the broken soul that my sister had become. It had been one week to the day since Abhinav had passed away in that horrific car accident, and it was in Arnav's arms I watched my baby sister finally shedding tears and grieving for her loss. Khushi and Abhinav loved each other so dearly, protected each other so fiercely, that it was difficult to ever imagine the two apart. Despite understanding Abhinav so well and knowing what an honourable man he was, I was always apprehensive about his alliance with Khushi. The relationship that she shared with Arnav always led me to believe that given the chance, the two could have become the perfect life partners. They loved each other with such sincerity that sometimes the tender looks between the two would steal my breath away. Their love was clear to see in anyone's eyes, and yet somehow the friendship never became anything more. I remember watching Arnav that day and believing that if an onlooker didn't know any better, they could have easily assumed that he too was mourning for the greatest loss of his life, such was the painful grief etched on his face. Somehow Arnav and Khushi's united sense of sorrow filled me with hope that day; I knew that if anyone could bring back my Khushi it would be Arnav.

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Arnav tilted his head back slightly and wearily looked down at Khushi crying bitterly into his chest, she was shaking violently and painful sobs were wracking her fragile body, Arnav felt a great sense of helplessness enveloping him. Never had he seen his best friend look so vulnerable and brittle, he felt as if the very autumnal breeze he treasured, could somehow sweep her away from his powerful hold. Frightened by his own thoughts Arnav tightened his arms around Khushi whilst attempting to whisper words of comfort, only to find that his voice had deserted him. With hauntingly painful clarity Arnav questioned how on earth he could begin to console his Khushi over such a loss. What could he possibly say that would ease the pain? In the end the decision was made for him as he heard Khushi's whimpers subside and he felt her become limp in his arms. Exhausted, she had fainted.