Chapter 70. Changed (2)

Darsh's POV

Later that night...

A nurse approached Khushi's room, carrying a food tray. I got up and stopped her.

"Let me take it to her," I said.

The nurse blinked twice before nodding her head and handing over the tray of food to me. I inhaled and exhaled heavily before going into her room.

As soon as I entered, I found Khushi sobbing, sitting on the bed with her face buried in her palms. I hurried over to her, set the tray down next to her bed, and worriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Khushi, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Tell me!" I touched her head.

Khushi slowly raised her face, wiping her tears away as her eyes grew furious.

"Nothing!" She declared. "Just leave."

I couldn't help but neglect her order.

"When I used to cry, you always stayed with me and comforted me," I said, feeling remorseful. "But today, when you're crying, I'm not sure how to make you feel better. I'm not great at comforting people. Actually, I ha