Tears slid down his cheeks, hot and shameful. He wasn’t a banker now. He wasn’t a man. He was just a boy who had forgotten to say the most important thing.
“Amma,” he whispered. His voice cracked. Amma Amma I Love You -Shaan-
The song faded from his lips. He rested his head on the bed, still holding her hand. Tears slid down his cheeks, hot and shameful