a man standing in front of a bedroom door

AI Story Generator icon “Tota!” Riya’s voice rang out like a silver bell. “Are you ready?” Tota Ram stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie for the third time. “I’m coming!” he shouted, though his voice felt distant even to him. He turned to look at Riya, who was peeking into their small bedroom. “Do you have your wallet?” She stepped in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Yeah, it’s right--uh, here.” He fumbled in his pockets, pulling out a crumpled piece of paper. “Not your shopping list, Tota! Your wallet!” She laughed, a sound that warmed him. He loved her laughter. It was the sound of home. “Ah, got it!” He finally produced the worn leather wallet. “Good. Now, come on! We don’t want to miss the sunset at the park!” Riya clapped her hands, her enthusiasm infectious. “Sunset! Yes, of course!” He beamed, but an unsettling silence enveloped him. The hum of life outside their window, the chirping of birds, the distant laughter of children--all of it had faded. As they stepped out, Riya grabbed his