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What if the last time you saw your mother, you didn’t know it was the last? What if love stayed unspoken—until it was too late to be heard? Can you forgive yourself for the words you never said? During the deadly second wave of a pandemic, eighteen-year-old Nithin and his mother, Kavitha, find themselves quietly fighting for survival. She is composed, resilient, and selfless. He is still growing into himself, unsure of how to speak his heart. When illness enters their apartment and then the hospital, time narrows. Silence grows louder. And everything they’ve left unsaid begins to ache. Based on true events, Before I Could Tell Her is a story of quiet grief and unspoken love. There are no grand declarations here—only the quiet truth of what it means to lose someone slowly and to realize too late that presence is not always expression. Told with quiet intensity and emotional honesty, this novel reflects the pain of things we often leave unsaid until it’s too late. It is a tribute to mothers and a reckoning for sons. A story for anyone who thought love could wait—and learned, too late, that it couldn’t.