Parth sat on the couch, staring blankly at the wall, his mind consumed by the overwhelming sense of emptiness that had settled in his heart. It had been days since Krishnaa left, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of loss that had taken over his entire being. He felt like a part of him had been ripped away, leaving a gaping hole that could never be filled. The memories of Krishnaa's smile, her laughter, and her loving gaze haunted him, making it impossible for him to focus on anything else.

As he sat there, lost in thought, Parth's friends and family tried to be supportive, but he just couldn't muster up the energy to respond. Abhimanyu and Ekansh tried to talk to him, to get him to open up about his feelings, but Parth just couldn't find the words. He felt like he was going to break down if he spoke about Krishnaa, if he let his emotions out. So he just sat there, staring blankly at the wall, feeling like he was slowly dying inside. The silence was deafening, and the stillness was suffocating, but Parth couldn't bring himself to move or speak.

Aashvika tried to get him to eat, to get him to take care of himself, but Parth just couldn't muster up the appetite. He felt like he was going through the motions, like he was just existing, not living. He felt like he was a shell of his former self, a shadow of the person he used to be. The food tasted bland, the water felt like poison, and the air was thick with sadness. Parth felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle of grief, and he didn't know how to escape. He felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into the darkness, and he didn't know how to find his way back to the light.

Harshvardhan tried to offer words of comfort, to remind Parth that Krishnaa had fulfilled her duty and that she would always be with them in spirit. But Parth just couldn't find solace in those words. He felt like he had lost a part of himself, a part that he could never get back. He felt like he was living in a nightmare, and he couldn't wake up. The pain was too much to bear, and the sadness was too overwhelming. Parth felt like he was drowning in a sea of grief, and he didn't know how to find a lifeline to cling to.

As the days turned into weeks, Parth's depression deepened. He felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into a sea of sadness. He felt like he was never going to find his way back, like he was never going to be whole again. His friends and family were worried about him, but they didn't know how to help. They felt like they were watching him slip away, like they were losing him to his grief. They didn't know how to reach him, how to bring him back. Parth felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle of sadness, like he was stuck in a rut that he couldn't escape.

The days blended together, and Parth lost track of time. He didn't know what day it was, what month it was, or what year it was. All he knew was that Krishnaa was gone, and he was left with a gaping hole in his heart. He felt like he was living in a fog, a fog that he couldn't clear. He felt like he was walking through a desert, a desert that had no end. Parth felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into the darkness, and he didn't know how to find his way back to the light.

As the weeks turned into months, Parth's friends and family grew more concerned. They didn't know how to help him, how to bring him back. They felt like they were watching him slip away, like they were losing him to his grief. They tried everything to reach him, to bring him back, but nothing seemed to work. Parth felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle of sadness, like he was stuck in a rut that he couldn't escape. He felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into the darkness, and he didn't know how to find his way back to the light.

The pain was too much to bear, and the sadness was too overwhelming. Parth felt like he was drowning in a sea of grief, and he didn't know how to find a lifeline to cling to. He felt like he was living in a nightmare, and he couldn't wake up. He felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle of sadness, like he was stuck in a rut that he couldn't escape. Parth felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into the darkness, and he didn't know how to find his way back to the light.

Aashvika sat next to Parth on the couch, her hand gently resting on his shoulder. She looked at him with compassion and understanding, her eyes filled with a deep concern for his well-being. "Parth, we're here for you," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're not going anywhere. You're not alone in this." She paused, letting her words sink in, before continuing. "We know it's hard, we know it's painful, but we're here to support you every step of the way."

Ekansh nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with a similar concern. He sat down on the other side of Parth, his arm wrapping around his shoulders. "We'll get through this together, buddy," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "We'll support you every step of the way. We'll be your rock, your pillars of strength." He looked at Parth, his eyes locked on his, and continued. "We know you're hurting, we know you're in pain, but we're here to help you heal."

Parth looked up at them, his eyes red-rimmed from crying. He felt a lump form in his throat as he saw the concern and love in their faces. He knew that they were trying to be strong for him, but he could see the pain in their eyes too. They were hurting for him, and he knew that they would do anything to help him heal. He felt a sense of gratitude towards them, knowing that they would be there for him, no matter what. He took a deep breath, letting their words sink in, and slowly began to feel a sense of comfort.

Aashvika handed Parth a glass of water, her hand brushing against his. "Drink this," she said gently. "You need to stay hydrated." Parth took the glass, his hand shaking slightly as he raised it to his lips. Ekansh sat back, his arm still wrapped around Parth's shoulders, and continued to talk. "We'll be here for you, Parth, every step of the way. We'll support you, we'll encourage you, and we'll help you heal." He paused, looking at Aashvika, before continuing. "We'll remind you of the good times with Krishnaa, of the laughter and the memories you shared. We'll help you to see that Krishnaa's departure wasn't the end, but a new beginning."

As they sat there, Parth felt a sense of peace wash over him. He knew that he wasn't alone, that his friends were there to support him. He felt a sense of gratitude towards them, knowing that they would do anything to help him heal. Aashvika and Ekansh were his rock, his pillars of strength. Without them, he didn't know how he would make it through this. He looked at them, his eyes filled with tears, and slowly began to smile. "Thank you," he said, his voice shaking with emotion. "Thank you for being here for me. I don't know what I would do without you."

Over the next few days, Aashvika and Ekansh were Parth's constant companions. They sat with him, talked with him, and listened to him. They encouraged him to eat, to sleep, and to take care of himself. They reminded him of the good times with Krishnaa, of the laughter and the memories they had shared. They helped him to see that Krishnaa's departure wasn't the end, but a new beginning. Slowly but surely, Parth began to heal. He still felt the pain of Krishnaa's departure, but it was no longer overwhelming. He could think about her without breaking down, and he could even smile when he thought about the good times they had shared.

As the days turned into weeks, Parth began to realize that he was going to be okay. He had Aashvika and Ekansh, and he had the memories of Krishnaa to hold onto. He knew that he would always carry Krishnaa's love with him, and that she would always be in his heart. And with Aashvika and Ekansh by his side, he knew that he could face whatever came next. He looked at them, his eyes filled with gratitude, and smiled. "I don't know what I would do without you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "You're my family, my friends, my everything."

Aashvika and Ekansh hugged him tightly, their faces wet with tears. "We'll always be here for you, Parth," Aashvika said. "We'll always support you, always encourage you, and always love you." Ekansh nodded in agreement, his eyes locked on Parth's. "You're not alone, Parth. You're never alone. We're here for you, always."

Abhimanyu sat in the corner of the room, his eyes fixed on Parth, who was sitting on the couch, surrounded by Aashvika and Ekansh. He could see the pain in Parth's eyes, the sadness that seemed to consume him whole. He knew that Parth was struggling, that he was trying to come to terms with Krishnaa's departure. Abhimanyu felt a pang of sadness himself, remembering the good times they had shared with Krishnaa. He remembered her smile, her laughter, and her infectious enthusiasm. He remembered the way she used to tease him, the way she used to make him laugh.

But as he looked at Parth, Abhimanyu knew that he had to stay strong. He knew that Parth needed him, that he needed his support and his encouragement. Abhimanyu took a deep breath and stood up, walking over to Parth. "Hey, buddy," he said softly, sitting down next to him. "We're here for you. We're not going anywhere." Parth looked up at him, his eyes red-rimmed from crying. Abhimanyu smiled, trying to reassure him. "We'll get through this together, Parth. We'll support you every step of the way."

Aarushi sat on the other side of Parth, her hand gently resting on his shoulder. She looked at Abhimanyu, her eyes filled with a deep concern. "We're here for you, Parth," she said softly. "We'll always be here for you." Parth looked up at her, his eyes filled with tears. Aarushi smiled, trying to reassure him. "We know it's hard, Parth. We know it's painful. But we're here to support you. We're here to help you heal."

Abhimanyu and Aarushi sat there with Parth, offering him their support and their encouragement. They talked to him, listened to him, and comforted him. They reminded him of the good times with Krishnaa, of the laughter and the memories they had shared. They helped him to see that Krishnaa's departure wasn't the end, but a new beginning. Slowly but surely, Parth began to heal. He still felt the pain of Krishnaa's departure, but it was no longer overwhelming. He could think about her without breaking down, and he could even smile when he thought about the good times they had shared.

As the days turned into weeks, Abhimanyu and Aarushi continued to support Parth. They were his rock, his pillars of strength. They helped him to navigate the difficult emotions, to find a way to heal and move forward. They reminded him that he was not alone, that he had friends who cared about him, who loved him. And slowly but surely, Parth began to realize that he was going to be okay. He had Abhimanyu, Aarushi, Aashvika, and Ekansh, and he had the memories of Krishnaa to hold onto. He knew that he would always carry Krishnaa's love with him, and that she would always be in his heart.

Abhimanyu and Aarushi looked at each other, their eyes filled with a deep understanding. They knew that they had to stay strong for Parth, that they had to be there for him. They knew that it wouldn't be easy, that there would be difficult days ahead. But they were willing to face those challenges, to support Parth every step of the way. They were his friends, his family, and they would always be there for him.

As they sat there, surrounded by the memories of Krishnaa, Abhimanyu and Aarushi knew that they would always cherish the time they had with her. They would always remember her smile, her laughter, and her infectious enthusiasm. They would always remember the way she used to tease them, the way she used to make them laugh. And they would always be grateful for the time they had with her, for the memories they had shared. Krishnaa may be gone, but she would never be forgotten. She would always be in their hearts, a reminder of the love and the laughter they had shared.