BROKEN BUTTERFLY (KRISH'S POV)

The whole drive to the police station Megha kept looking outside the window lifelessly. After 5 minutes we reached the place. Mathew and Catherine were already present there. As we entered Megha launched herself on Mathew and started crying. He patted her back for while she kept sobbing more and more.

"This is going to be alright", Catherine said

"I didn't do anything Mathew", she cried more in his hold.

Tears flowed down her eyes continuously, she was broken, my life, my butterfly was broken completely.

"You need to be strong we will clear this mess soon, okay", Mathew said. There was no response from her. He took a step back, placed his hand on her face, and lift it to make her see directly into his eyes.

"Everything is going to be fine very soon, baby girl", he said kissing her forehead.

After a few minutes of consoling, she stopped crying. How does Mathew handle all her emotions? He is the best brother anyone could ever have. We entered the police station filled with people and chattering voices. We sat on the bench. Megha held my arm and placed her head on my shoulder. I kissed the side of her head and gave her assurance that everything is going to be fine. I kept staring at the crowd moving in and out of the place. A while later, we were called inside. We walked into the office and sat down in front of inspector Shrey. He went through some documents and then greeted us.

"Who is Megha and who are the others?", he questioned

"I am Megha and the one sitting next to me is my husband Krish and the one standing is my brother Mathew and she is his wife Catherine," Megha answered

"Okay"

"So sir I don't think so this is any murder because I was handling Rohit's case with Dr. Akhil"

"But the reports say the other way around"

"HUH?", we all said in unison

"Rohit's post-mortem reports say that there was a trace of Acetalminophan was found in his bloodstream and that was the cause of his death and not heart arrest or anything else"

"What is Acetalminophan?" Mathew questioned

"It is a kind of a suicidal drug", Megha replied

"Dr. Megha you will be our prime suspect because you were the one taking care of Rohit and we don't have solid proofs to mark you guilty," inspector Shrey said

"Okay"

"You are not allowed to step out of Bangalore till we find the culprit and to come for the interrogation whenever you are called. I hope you would co-operate with us"

"Sure sir", she said

After that conversation, we drove back home. Megha was ghosted and not in a situation to interact with us. She went inside the room and none of us followed her giving her space. A few minutes later I stepped into my room to call her for lunch.

Megha was sitting in the corner of the room. Her arms wrapped around her knees which were pulled close to her chest and her face was buried in between her knees. She is crying and she has been crying for this long. I kneel down in front of her, take her face in my hands, and force her to see my face. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face was wet with her tears, her face was red and her hair was messed up. The butterfly which makes me feel alive is completely broken now. My wife looks like a broken butterfly.

"Baby", I said.

She instantly wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my chest and started crying. I kept on kissing her head and waited for her to talk by herself. I didn't want to force her. Her cry slowly turned into louder sobs and later into soft sobs.

"He was killed", she said

"Megha it is a suicidal drug it might even be a suicide", I said calmly

"NO, HE WAS KILLED. I KNOW THAT KID CAN'T EVEN THINK OF KILLING HIMSELF. HE WAS A HAPPY KID AND WAITING FOR HIS RECOVERY"

"Megha"

"HE WAS KILLED KRISH THAT TOO IN MY HOSPITAL"

"Calm down"

"I WANT TO FIND THE TRUTH", she yelled and threw the vase

With the sound of the vase shattering and Megha's yelling, Mathew came to my room. He ran towards Megha and hugged her tightly after seeing her condition. I was frozen. I hated myself. I am not able to calm myself the way Mathew does. No, I am not jealous of him, I am just angry that I can't be the husband to her who could cheer up her when she is broken.

"Calm down sweetheart, we will figure this out", Mathew said

"He was killed", she muttered against his chest

"We will find out who did this.", he said tears streaming down his eyes.

This was the first time I am seeing Mathew crying. The strongest person in this family was crying because his sister is crying.

"Megha listen to me carefully", he said holding her face and wiping her tears

"Hmm", she hummed

"This will be the last time you cry over this. From tomorrow I want you to be bold and brave. We can solve this mess only if you are strong. The most important thing is the weaker you are the more it affects your kid", he said

"Hmm", she said

Mathew took her to the living room and fed her food. He was doing everything that I had to do. I failed to be a good husband. I sat on my bed with my marriage photo in my hand.

I will make sure to find the culprit whoever killed that kid. I will hand him over to the police not before I at least give him a couple of punches which he deserves for killing a kid and for making my wife cry. I will Megha I promise you this will be over as soon as possible. I kissed her photo.

I went to the living room to find Megha sleeping comfortably on Mathews's lap. I went closer and kneeled in front of her. There were tear stains on her face. I tucked strands of hair behind her ear and caressed her face.

"Mathew I am not a good husband to her", I said

"No Krish, you are the best husband anyone could have", he said trying to knock some sense into my head but it is not helping me at all. I feel terrible for not being able to console her, instead, I made her yell. While a single hug from Mathew and a few words from him could console her.

"I will take her to the room. You need rest... I know today... has been a tough day for you also... I'm sorry... I needed you to console her... Instead of me", I said

I placed one hand on her back and another behind her knees and pick her up. I was walking towards my room when Mathew said, "Krish, remember this thing always. Megha is a very sensitive girl, she is feeling very insecure right now and needed her brother beside her because she has been with me for a longer time than she has spent with you. I am sorry if I am being closer to her but I need to be with her because I know her reactions well than you. I can't take chances leaving her alone for two reasons. First, you have hurt her many times. Second, this can lead her to panic attacks"

"PANIC ATTACK"

"She used to get it before, years ago"

"When I was away? Was it when she heard that I am dead?"

"Yes"

"I AM THE WORST HUSBAND"

"No.."

"MATHEW I HAVE HURT HER MORE THAN ONCE. I AM THE REASON FOR HER PANIC ATTACKS. SHE FEELS SAFE WITH YOU MORE THAN ME", I said that and moved to my room without waiting for his reply

"I will try to be the best for you Megha. I promise", I said and kissed her forehead.