Haider’s footsteps echoed through the hospital’s sterile corridor, each step heavy with the weight of fractured relationships and unspoken pain. The antiseptic sting in the air clashed with the storm of sorrow and rage churning within him, a tempest barely contained beneath his composed exterior. His tailored black blazer, its sleek lines hugging his athletic frame, stood in stark contrast to the cold white walls, paired with a crisp white shirt, its collar open to reveal a glimpse of tanned skin, and dark trousers that grounded his commanding presence. His steel-grey eyes burned with fierce intensity, framed by tousled jet-black hair and faint stubble along his jaw, a testament to sleepless nights wrestling with regret and resolve. The hospital’s fluorescent lights cast harsh reflections
