The hospital mortuary was cold and unforgiving. 💥
Officials informed the families to come and collect the bodies.
Yugh stood there in a dazed state, barely conscious of his surroundings. When his family arrived, panic-stricken and tearful, they immediately took charge. Holding Yugh tightly, they completed the necessary procedures and took Zahra's body with them, guiding him away before he could collapse completely. 🙌
Yugh left without looking back,his soul already shattered.
Anisa stepped forward next.
She stood before the documents, ready to sign and claim her husband's body. Her hand hovered over the paper. ✍🏻
That was when everything fell apart.
Suddenly, Zayan's mother and elder sister stormed in. Their grief had transformed into rage. Pointing accusing fingers at Anisa, they hurled curses at her, shouting that she was the reason Zayan was dead.
"You killed him!"
"You destroyed our son's life!" 🗣
Their words cut deeper than any knife.
Before Anisa could speak, before she could even defend herself, they forcefully stopped her from signing. Taking control, they claimed Zayan's body themselves and left, carrying him away to their home, without her.
Anisa stood frozen. 😑
A wife, yet treated like a stranger.
A widow, yet denied even the right to mourn properly.
When she finally returned to the house she once shared with Zayan, her hands were empty. 😪
No husband.
No answers.
Only silence.
And a home that no longer felt like one. 😔