"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart.
"Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me.
With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake.
The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth.
Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts...
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No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's.
But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed.
My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809.
Arjun's bike.
Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine!
I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students."
I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me.
"Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck.
"No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me.
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Ex-Crush:
More than just a crush, but a little less than love.
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Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it.
Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished?
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Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality.
Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.
"I can consider your request," he finally replied, causing her face to light up with hope. The weight of her desperation seemed to lift momentarily, replaced by a glimmer of possibility. But then, Kabir paused, making her heart sink.
"On one condition," he added, his voice low and serious. The room suddenly felt suffocating, as if the air had been sucked out, leaving only tension and uncertainty.
"Finish what we started the other day." His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken desires and unfinished business. Kiara furrowed her brows, confusion evident on her face.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Her mind raced, desperately trying to piece together the fragments of their shared history.
Kabir leaned in closer, whispering into her ear. "Spend the night here,"
he said, his words sending a shockwave through her body. Her eyes widened in disbelief, unable to digest what she was hearing. The room seemed to spin, blurring the boundaries between reality and fantasy. She had never expected this twist in their complicated relationship.
Then she remembered a few months ago, during a moment of vulnerability, they had shared a passionate kiss. It had been a fleeting moment, a stolen connection that had left her breathless and yearning for more. She had come to Kabir to mend things between him and her best friend, Maya, but now he was suggesting something completely unexpected.
Her mind raced, torn between the fear of crossing boundaries and the intoxicating allure of the unknown. Should she give in to her desires, risking everything she held dear? Or should she walk away, preserving the fragile equilibrium of their lives?
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