I am not even in a state to type this... but so many of you have been messaging, asking for updates... so I'm telling you all here.

My father-in-law passed away.

You all already know I don't have a mother-in-law... and my husband has no siblings. With Appa gone, he is left with no one except me. Right now, my family needs me more than anything else in this world — and they are my first priority.

My daughter keeps crying. She doesn't understand what death means... she just keeps asking for her grandfather. She thinks he'll walk back in if she waits long enough. And my husband... you all know the kind of man he is — strong, calm, the one who holds everyone together. Today, he is shattered. Completely broken.

And Appa... I called him Appa too. He wasn't just my father-in-law. He was one of the gentlest souls I have ever known. The only other person, after my husband, who truly understood me without me having to explain myself. He never judged. He never raised his voice. He just... loved us quietly and deeply.

He passed away due to a heart attack. My parents found him lying in the bathroom... after 12 long hours. I reached here only after 24 hours. You can imagine the state of our minds. The shock. The guilt. The helplessness. The pain of not being there in time.

Everything feels unreal.

So if I go silent for a few days, please understand. I will write. I will post. I just don't know when — maybe 4–5 days from now. I know I left you all at a very intense moment in the story... but I promise I will make it worth your wait.

Right now, all I ask is... pray for my husband. Pray for Jiju's strength. Pray that we somehow find the courage to get through this.

Hold your loved ones a little tighter tonight. Life is so, so fragile.