"Vedh, this will affect your health. I know you're staying at the hospital and not taking care of yourself like before. I don't know what you're trying to do exactly, but please don't do this. Go home and rest."
He remained silent for a while. Neha stood up and glanced at the ashtray on the table, filled with cigarette butts.
"You're stressed. What's wrong?" she asked, her gaze fixed on his distant back.
Once again, Vedh Balon didn't respond. She waited for him to speak, but when he remained silent, she opened her mouth to speak.
"I want to tire myself out," a hoarse and heavy voice reached her ears.
"I want to be so busy that I even forget to breathe."
Neha was stunned by his words.
Ashu Davies was his first and only love, and he couldn't control the ache in his heart. So, he soug
