Though today seemed like an ordinary day, it was a day that touched a deep wound in the hearts of both Yugh and Anisa. Today marked three years since Zayan and Zahra died together. 💥
Zayan, the husband of Anisa's life… Zahra, the wife of Yugh's life… Both their lives had stopped on the same day, in the same accident, on a day like today.
Inside the studio, Yugh was performing his duties more quietly than usual. Even with a brush in hand before a canvas, he was not in the present but in the past he had spent with Zahra. The way she would come to him, the eyes watching his work, the simple voice asking, "Aren't you tired?"… all of it felt unusually fresh in his mind today. 💭
"Three years have passed, but it doesn't feel like a single day has gone by…" Yugh thought to himself, setting the brush aside. He remembered the time he had spent without Zahra so far. That silence, that emptiness, hadn't changed even today. Life without Zahra still felt incomplete to him.
On the other side, though Anisa was inspecting some sketches in her cabin, her mind too had gone back to that day. Zayan… Her love, her safety, the faith in her life. His smile, the way he comforted her, the words he said, "Don't be afraid while I'm here"—all gone. 💔
"How far have I come without you, Zayan…" Anisa thought. Though her eyes filled with tears, she didn't let them fall. She wasn't used to showing her sorrow inside the studio. But in her heart, the place for Zayan was still empty.
In the same building, on the same day, Yugh and Anisa were each bearing the same pain separately. Though neither knew about the sorrow in the other's heart, both knew the same truth— 🙇
That true love cannot be erased by time or death. Though they were tricked by Zayan and Zahra, who had become partners behind their backs.
Amidst the ordinary events of the studio, the memories of Zayan and Zahra were still living quietly in the hearts of Yugh and Anisa today. 😥