My boss now my new mother, Mrs. Sharma, sat patiently as she waited for my response. Seeing the fear in my eyes, she placed her hand on mine and said softly, "I know this may be overwhelming for you, Varun. But please trust me when I say that I will support you no matter what." Her words brought tears to my eyes. No one had ever shown this kind of acceptance towards me.

She then proceeded to tell me about her daughter Deeksha. She showed me family photos and explained how much she resembled Deeksha when dressed like her. It was a strange feeling to know that someone else saw a part of Deeksha in me.

Mrs. Sharma offered for me to stay with her at her villa, where Deeksha's room was still untouched and filled with all her belongings. At first, I hesitated but the thought of living in a place where I can freely express myself was tempting.

She took my silence as a sign of reluctance and said, "Varun, if you're uncomfortable with the idea then it's okay. But know that you are always welcome here and we will always support you."

Tears streamed down my face as I realized how kind and caring Mrs. Sharma was being towards me. With a grateful heart, I accepted her offer.

That evening, Lakshmi helped me pack my belongings from my small room next street to Mrs. Sharma's villa. As soon as we arrived at the villa, Mrs. Sharma gave me a tour of the house which had an elegant interior with a touch of feminine style.

My life completely changed after moving in with my boss. I finally had a family, someone who accepted me for who I am and supported me in my choices. My longing for a family was over and I could finally be myself.

My boss, who now wanted me to call her mom at home, gave me Deeksha's room which was painted all pink. It had a beautiful collection of dresses, ranging from western to traditional ones. She told me that if I ever wished to, I could use Deeksha's dresses as well.

At first, I was hesitant to use them but slowly I started wearing them when I was alone in my room. Lakshmi, the servant maid who accompanied me to the apartment, also started addressing me as "Deeksha didi" all the time.

Despite calling my boss mom at home, we were not very close yet. But Lakshmi was always there for me and helped me in getting ready in Deeksha's dresses. She even encouraged me to grow out my hair and experiment with different hairstyles.

Days passed and I started enjoying my life as Varun at office and Deeksha at home. The only time I felt uncomfortable was when my boss would fondly talk about Deeksha or show me her pictures. It reminded me of how much she resembled me and made it hard for me to believe that she was no longer alive.

Despite this sadness, I knew that this new identity of mine brought happiness to both my boss and myself. And that's all that mattered.

P.S: This is purely a fictional and my own story.. Do not repost this story without my consent.