As the inspector cuffed him, as his family was pleading for him to say something in his defence against the accusations made, Shivaay couldn't bring himself to care an iota about it.
Shattered, broken from his very core was what he should've felt. Instead he was numb to all the chaos within in him and around him. He just didn't care anymore. What was the use of caring ? The reason of his being was dead.
It kept playing on a loop in his brain. Anika, lying so still and pale on the ground. The trembling in his hands when he realized that he was holding a gun, that Anika was so still because she was dead. Because he killed her.
He didn't fight, like his family expected him to when the inspector walked him out of the Mansion in front of the reporters gathered.
The moment the bullet from the gun that he fired hit Anika and killed her was the same moment in which he stopped living.
Anika wasn't supposed to die, he thought while sitting in his prison cell at the police station. When he could get past the shock engulfing him, he thought of how he could've have actually done such a heinous thing. He just couldn't fathom it.
He loved Anika more than life itself. He just couldn't have killed her so coldly and dispassionately.
He remembered coming home, gasping for his next breath, scared out of his mind for Anika. He remembered drinking that glass of water but when he tried to think after that...his brain was just blank.
But then the image of Anika lying dead on the ground came back to his mind ..and he just couldn't think anymore.
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Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
