Author's POV:

Keshav’s life became lonely again. The silence of his flat pressed on him like a weight every evening. He had felt this same emptiness before, when his mother passed away—the sudden void that no amount of company or distraction could fill. Back then, he had drifted through days like a ghost, surviving but never really living. Now it was happening all over again. Arav’s departure reopened that same hollow ache. His life felt like it had gone back to square one, circling back to loneliness that refused to leave him in peace.