"I have hoarded your name in my mouth for months. My throat is a beehive pitched in the water. Look! Look how long this love can hold its breath"
-- Sierra DeMulder
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Present--Vahni POV:
I wake up early, feeling a mix of emotions. Today's the day I leave for Mumbai, and I'm not sure when I'll see my family and Vihaan again.
I get dressed quickly, trying to shake off the sadness that's settling in. As I head downstairs, I see my parents waiting for me in the living room.
Mom's eyes are already tearful, and Dad's trying to hold back his emotions. I feel a lump form in my throat as I see them.
"Baby, come here," Mom says, opening her arms.
I hug her tightly, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I'll miss you, Mom," I whisper.
Dad hugs me next, his voice choked with emotion. "We'll miss you too, beta. But you have to go chase your dreams. Just promise us you'll visit more often."
I nod, feeling a pang of guilt. I know I haven't been the best at staying in touch, but I promise myself I'll do better.
As we say our final goodbyes, Vihaan arrives to take me to the airport. We exchange a brief, emotional moment with my parents before we leave.
The drive to the airport is quiet, with only the sound of the radio breaking the silence. I'm trying to hold back tears, but it's getting harder by the minute.
As we reach the airport, Vihaan turns off the engine and turns to me. "I'm going to miss you so much," he says, his eyes filled with emotion.
I nod, feeling tears stream down my face. "I'll miss you too," I whisper.
Vihaan pulls me into a tight hug, and we stand there for a moment, holding each other. Then, he pulls back and kisses me deeply.
"I promise I'll visit you soon," he says, his voice filled with conviction. "We'll make this long-distance thing work."
I nod, feeling a sense of hope. We can do this.
As we stand there, I feel a sense of uncertainty wash over me. What will the future hold for us? Will we be able to make our long-distance relationship work?
But as I look into Vihaan's eyes, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. We'll figure it out, together.
With one final kiss, I turn and walk into the airport, feeling Vihaan's eyes on me until I disappear into the crowd.
1 month later:
I wake up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear. I groggily reach over to turn it off, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It's been a month since I returned to Mumbai and got back to my routine at the hospital.
I throw off the covers and get out of bed, padding over to the kitchen to see what my roommate Kriti is up to. She's standing at the counter, expertly brewing a pot of coffee.
"Hey, roomie!" she says, smiling at me. "How's it going?"
I take a seat at the kitchen table, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Kriti. She's been a lifesaver since I moved back to Mumbai.
"It's going," I say, smiling back at her. "Just trying to get back into the swing of things at the hospital."
Kriti nods sympathetically. "I know how that is," she says. "But you're doing great. The hospital is lucky to have you back."

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