“I am tired of this. I have had enough. I can feel whenever someone close to me is about to die. I’ve felt it since I was a child, and I still do whenever a relative or a friend is about to die.
It’s not that I didn’t try to protect them; I did. Trust me, I did, but everyone said I needed a psychiatrist. People have even mocked me, saying that a shrink needs a therapist herself. People are unaware that there are questions that science cannot answer.
My Piyush is about to die, Maya. I tried to tell him, but he said I had lost it.
Please protect him, Maya… Please save him. “I beg you.”
“You know I can’t do that, Kaveri, whatever is about to happen will happen; you can’t change destiny. Accept it, you have a gift.”
“Don’t do this, Maya; save him, please.”
Kaveri wept bitterly in her hypnotized condition.
“Dr. Maya, do you think she will recover?” Piyush looked at Maya with expectant eyes. Maya didn’t reply; she smiled and left the room.
What Piyush didn’t see was that as soon as he turned his back on Maya, she vanished into thin air.
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