It was a rainy night, and lightning was striking fiercely. The car's speed was normal, and there were no other vehicles visible on the highway as far as the eye could see. Dad said, "Beta, please close the window properly so the rain doesn't come in." My sisters were busy on their phones, and my brother was immersed in his games. Mom and Dad were sitting in the front passenger seat.

Suddenly, everything went pitch black in front of me, as if time itself had stopped and nothing was visible. The sounds of everyone screaming filled the air. By the time I could understand what had happened, everything went completely silent, and my eyes shut tightly. ______________________________________

I slowly open my eyes and see the ceiling above me. When I turn my face to the right, I hear some people whispering, "Doctor, her eyes moved... the patient has regained consciousness."

I find myself in a very luxurious hospital. A sweet, fragrant scent fills the air, as if I've taken my first breath after a long time. I try to sit up, and someone helps me. It's a Beautiful lady whose clothes suggest she's very wealthy, and beside the bed is an uncle in an expensive pinstripe coat, like a businessman.

The lady gently strokes my head and says, "Finally, you've opened your eyes, beta. You've been in the hospital for a long time."

I can't summon the strength to speak at first. It feels as though it's the first time I'm going to speak in my life, as if I'm about to speak after ages. I look up at her and ask, "How much time has passed?" She replies, "Four months."

It's as if a shock runs through me, and with fear, I ask, "Where are my mom and dad? Auntie, please call them."

She lowers her head, creating an atmosphere of deep sorrow. She says, "Beta, it's not the right time to tell you. You need to recover properly first, then we can talk."

I feel as though something is being hidden from me. With a heavy heart, I ask again, "Aunty, why? Please call them, I don't feel good. Please..."

She hesitates and then says, "Beta, they're no longer here."

I can't understand what she means, and I silently stare at her, unable to process her words. "And your siblings are also... no longer here. We are really sorry."

I feel a rush of confusion and disbelief. "What do you mean? What does 'no longer here' mean?" I ask, my voice trembling.

"It means that I... and my husband were driving that night in the dark, in the rain. We couldn't see anything ahead of us, and suddenly the brakes stopped working. Before we could figure out how to fix them, our car collided with yours..."

I quietly listened to her as she continued, "It was a huge accident. We were shifted to the hospital. We don't know how we survived that day, but your entire family... they didn't make it. You were the only one who survived. The doctors even said you'd slip into a coma, but look at this miracle... you woke up, and you're alive and well."

It felt like everything had been taken away from me, as if there was nothing left. I couldn't process anything; it was like someone was choking me, and my voice had vanished. Tears kept falling from my eyes, and I couldn't speak. Overcome with the weight of it all, I fell back onto the pillow, and everything around me turned to darkness once again. ______________________________________

My eyes opened, and the room was dark, the lights off. But in the distance, the light from a wall clock caught my attention. I saw the time -3 AM. The room was empty. I got up, and suddenly, everything came rushing back to me. Tears started flowing again, and I was sobbing uncontrollably. My cries echoed in the room. The only thought in my mind was, Why? Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do wrong to deserve such punishment?

I was terrified, my body shaking. I wondered how I could live in this world alone. My eyes fell on a table in the distance where there was a basket of fruit... and a knife. Slowly, I got out of bed and walked towards it, tears still streaming down my face. The only thing on my mind was that there was nothing left for me in this world. It would be better if I didn't live.

I picked up the knife slowly, my hands trembling. There was fear in my heart-Ending my life might not be easy, and dying suddenly is very different from choosing to die. But I was ready to take that step. Just as I brought the knife close to my wrist, a strong hand gripped my arm and yanked the knife away. The sound of the knife clattering filled the room. I looked up, and there she was- That Beautiful Lady, standing in front of me.

Without saying a word, she embraced me, as if holding me close could give her a breath of life. She began to cry, whispering," Why? Why are you doing this?"

I stayed silent, clinging to her, feeling as if no words would ever come out again. It was as though I would never find my voice, and in that silence, I could only feel the weight of her presence, the warmth of her embrace. The weight of everything, the pain, the confusion, had taken my voice away. I just stayed there, wrapped in her arms, feeling lost but somehow finding a small sense of comfort in her presence. The silence between us felt endless, but in that moment, it was all I could feel.

She gently guided me back to the bed and said, "You can't take such a big step, not like this... You don't know how difficult it has been for us to see you in so much pain every day. And now, right after waking up, you were going to do something like this... No, you'll never reach the point where you feel you have to do this, beta."

I sat there quietly, tears still flowing from my eyes. After some time, I lay down on the bed, and she sat beside me. I couldn't sleep, but I kept my eyes closed, feeling the comfort of her presence beside me. Even though I couldn't find rest, just knowing she was there with me gave me a small sense of peace.

The next day, I woke up to the soft light filtering through the window. The room felt calmer, quieter. The weight of last night still hung in the air, but somehow, things felt a little different. A little less suffocating.

I turned to see her sitting in a chair nearby, watching over me. Her face showed concern, but there was also a quiet strength in her presence. It was as if she was waiting for me to speak, but the silence between us felt heavy again.

There was a suitcase next to my bed, and She opened it in front of me, pulling out some clothes. They were my size. She gently motioned toward them and said, "Beta, the doctor said you're ready to be discharged. You should change into these clothes."

Hearing the word discharge filled me with fear. The calm in the room made me feel safe, but as soon as I left this space, who would protect me? The walls here, though silent, had felt like a shield. But out there, in the world, who would care for me? So many questions raced through my mind, and the uncertainty overwhelmed me.

She looked at me and asked softly, "What's wrong, beta?" I glanced at her, and the fear in my eyes was evident.

She came closer, gently stroking my head, and said, "Go ahead, beta, change. It will be alright."

I nodded slowly and went towards the bathroom. After some time, I changed and stepped back into the room. Both Aunty and the uncle were sitting, talking quietly. They looked up at me as soon as they heard the sound of the door closing behind me.

They looked at me, and just as I was about to say something, a few maids came in and started collecting all my things. They were preparing to take me out. I was from a middle-class family, and seeing all this made me feel nervous and confused. Who are these people? Why are they doing all this for me?

And this lady, she was so rich-why did she even feel the need to come here? She could have easily hired a lawyer, paid them, and won her case, but why was she here, with me? What did she want?

The questions kept swirling in my mind, and the more I thought, the more unsure I became of everything.

As we stepped outside, my eyes landed on a Mercedes Benz parked in front of me. The sleek, shiny car seemed completely out of place in my world.

I followed silently, without saying a word. Then a bodyguard opened the door, and I sat inside the car. I had no idea where I was going or why, but as the car started moving, I noticed I didn't see any of my relatives around. These unknown people were doing all of this for me, and I couldn't understand why. The confusion only grew as we drove further into the unknown.



The car stopped in front of a large mansion, and I stepped out calmly. My heart was already heavy with so much pain from the incident. Now, even if someone was doing everything for me, I couldn't feel anything. It was as if all the emotions inside me had disappeared, leaving me numb. The grandness of the place, the luxury surrounding me-it all felt distant, like I was just going through the motions without truly being there.

After entering, they showed me a large room and said, "This is yours from now on." I was confused, not understanding what they meant by "from now on." Am I going to live here? And why? I couldn't make sense of it. The room, its size, and the situation felt so surreal. I didn't know what to do or how to react.

I looked at Aunty and slowly asked, "Why?" The question left my lips without thinking, filled with confusion and a deep sense of uncertainty. I needed to understand why all of this was happening, why they were doing this for me, and what the purpose behind it all was.

She looked at me with a heavy heart and said, "Beta, after that incident, we were consumed with guilt. My husband and I don't have any children, but when we saw you in the hospital, we felt like maybe God had sent you to us. We spoke to your relatives, and they said that if your life can move forward peacefully, they wouldn't have any problem with it. But they wanted us to ask you first... Maybe you'll forgive us, or maybe you won't. Your pain is the greatest of all."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. She gently stroked my head and said, "We won't force you, beta. Just take your time and let us know what you decide." Her words were soft, filled with sorrow, and I could see the sincerity in her eyes. I remained silent, unsure of how to respond.

She slowly walked away, leaving me in the quiet room. Her footsteps faded, and I was left alone with my thoughts, the weight of everything still heavy on my heart. The silence around me felt suffocating, and I couldn't shake off the confusion and uncertainty that filled my mind.



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