I entered the room and saw my husband and my junior sister on our matrimonial bed. With teary eyes, I drove out and now I see myself in the hospital. Once the doctor told me that I lost my baby, nothing was worth living for. I made up my mind that I was going to die, and right now on this rooftop, everything was going to end. "Are you just going to give up and let them win? Are you going to let your baby's death go in vain ? You need to live, live and prove them wrong" A very familiar voice said. I turned back and it was George, from school days. Little did I know that listening to his voice, aligning with his purpose and worst of all mistaking his obsession for love was the worst mistake I'd ever make.......