The Girls Of December

Chapter 6.

Finally

Narrator's pov :

Aadvik had always prided himself on his ability to gather information swiftly, to connect the dots with ease, and to navigate the intricate web of relationships that composed his world. Yet, there was one enigma that seemed to elude his grasp, one puzzle that stubbornly refused to yield to his intellect: the mystery girl from the sweet shop.

Aadvik' pov :

It had been months since I first heard her voice, tinkling like wind chimes in the gentle breeze of a summer evening. She had placed an order for besan ladoos , my favorite, her words carrying a musical quality that captivated my senses and lingered in my mind long after she had left the shop. Since that fateful encounter, I was just hoping against hope that I would catch another glimpse of her, hear her laughter echoing through the crowded streets of Udaipur.

I could not recall ever seeing her face, nor did I know where she lived or frequented in the vast expanse of the city. It was as if she existed in a realm beyond my reach, a tantalizing mirage that danced at the edges of my consciousness, always just out of grasp.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, my obsession with the mystery girl aka my Lily only grew stronger. My min was consumed by thoughts of her, her voice echoing "you always know what I want", in my dreams and haunting my waking hours. I searched tirelessly for any scrap of information that might lead me to her, scouring social media, combing through local gossip, and even enlisting the help of friends and acquaintances in my quest.

But the more I searched, the more elusive she became. It was as if she existed in a parallel universe, invisible to all but me. My anxiety mounted with each passing day, a gnawing sense of frustration and longing gnawing at my insides. I couldn't understand why this one person had captured my attention so completely, why she had become the focal point of my thoughts and desires.

I struggled to make sense of the turmoil within myself. I tried to rationalize my obsession, telling myself that I was simply intrigued by the mystery, that solving it was nothing more than a puzzle to be solved. But deep down,I  knew that it was more than that. There was something about the mystery girl that spoke to me on a primal level, something that stirred emotions I had long buried beneath a veneer of intellect and logic.

She was a part of me, a missing piece of the puzzle that I had been searching for all along.
It was as if a spell had been cast upon me, rendering my restless and unable to focus on anything else. The mere thought of her sent shivers down my spine, stirring emotions I couldn't quite comprehend. I found myself replaying that brief encounter in my mind, searching for clues that might unravel the mystery of her identity. But try as I might, the elusive girl remained just out of my reach, a tantalizing enigma that left me longing for.

Aashika's pov:

I couldn't contain my excitement as I tore open the mail from AIIMS Delhi. With trembling hands, I unfolded the letter, her heart racing with anticipation. I wish Mayra was here too. As I scanned the words on the page, my eyes widened in disbelief and joy – I had been offered an internship at AIIMS Delhi, my dream institution.

From a young age, I had been fascinated by the world of medicine. Growing up in a small town, I often found solace in the pages of medical textbooks borrowed from my uncle's clinic. With each passing year, my passion for healing and helping others only grew stronger. I dreamt of making a difference in the lives of patients, of being at the forefront of medical research, and of pushing the boundaries of healthcare.

AIIMS Delhi represented everything I aspired to achieve. It was not just a prestigious institution; it was a beacon of excellence, a symbol of dedication to the field of medicine. The thought of walking through its hallowed halls, learning from the brightest minds in the country, and contributing to groundbreaking research filled me with a sense of purpose and determination.

As I read through the details of my internship, my mind raced with possibilities. I imagined myself working alongside renowned doctors and researchers, immersing myself in the complexities of medical science, and gaining invaluable hands-on experience that would shape my future career. This internship wasn't just a stepping stone; it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to turn my dreams into reality.

With a sense of gratitude and humility, I reflected on the journey that had led me to this moment. The late nights spent studying, the sacrifices made to pursue my passion, and the unwavering support of my family and mostly from Mayra – they had all culminated in this incredible opportunity. As I held the acceptance letter in my hands, I felt a profound sense of gratitude for the chance to pursue my dreams at AIIMS Delhi.
I excitedly dialed Mayra to share the monumental news of securing an internship and embarking on the transformative journey of relocating to Delhi for the next three years. With anticipation, she promptly answered the call, her enthusiasm evident from the start. "I was just about to call you; I have something fascinating to share," she exclaimed.

"Really? Because same here!" I interjected eagerly.

"Okay, let's count to three and say it simultaneously," proposed Mayra.

"One... Two... Three..." we synchronized, both exclaiming, "I'm going to Delhi!" in unison.

"What?" We chorused in disbelief, marveling at the serendipity of the moment, before erupting into laughter at the sheer coincidence.

I proceeded to divulge details of my internship at AIIMS Delhi, while Mayra revealed her invitation from Mr. Khurana to a business party, her first business party. And due to her upcoming project with Mr. Khurana, she needed to stay in delhi for an extended period.

Excitedly bouncing off the walls, I can hardly believe it! A whole five years of chatting, laughing, and sharing every sad moment and even a little success in like baking my first cupcake with Mayra, now we're finally going to meet in person, I might die of excitement now. Not only going to AIIMS Delhi but also the thought of meeting her has made my life go all better. I was finally happy after a long time! My heart's doing the tango in my chest just thinking about it. Like, seriously, can you even imagine the vibe when we finally see each other? I'm Aashika, and she's Mayra, and together, we're going to paint the town red! The countdown has begun, and every second feels like forever until we're finally face-to-face, ready to embark on epic adventures together. Bring it on, universe!
With all the excitement I finally decided to let go of the negativity and toxicity I my life before I step into new one.

Breaking up with Arjun was one of the toughest decisions I've ever made. We'd been together for what felt like forever, and I'd poured my heart and soul into our relationship. But when I found out he'd been cheating on me, everything changed. Confronting him about his infidelity was like ripping off a Band-Aid—painful, but necessary for my own sanity.

As I dialed his number, my heart raced with a mix of anger, sadness, and determination. I needed to stand up for myself, to reclaim my dignity and self-respect. When he answered, I didn't waste any time. I laid it all out on the line, telling him exactly how his betrayal had shattered my trust and destroyed our bond.

Arjun's reaction was a mix of shock, denial, and desperation. He begged for a second chance, promising to change his ways and make things right. But I couldn't ignore the sinking feeling in my gut—the nagging doubt that this wouldn't be the last time he broke my heart. Despite the love I still felt for him, I knew I had to let go for my own sake.

It wasn't easy. Saying goodbye to someone who had been such a big part of my life was like tearing a piece of myself away. But I had to remind myself that I deserved better than someone who couldn't stay faithful. I deserved respect, honesty, and loyalty—things Arjun clearly couldn't provide.

In the end, I stood my ground and ended things for good. Breaking up with him wasn't just about letting go of a toxic relationship—it was about reclaiming my own happiness and forging a brighter future for myself.