Chapter 3 - Growing feelings

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A: Ishqi 

He muttered lost in her beautiful black orbs..

I: AVM.. aap.. aapko mai yaad hu..?

she feebly asks him.. and a smile graced his lips when he heard her affectionately call him AVM, the abbreviated form of his name that only she was permitted to use. 

He gently helps her stand, keeping her close to him, their chests still in contact. He gently brushes aside a loose strand of her hair, tucking it behind her ear before replying.

A: yaad unhe kiya jaata hai jinhe bhul gaye ho.. aur tumhe toh mai kabhi bhula hi nahi tha Ishqi..

Maintaining eye contact, he slides his palm onto hers & softly intertwines his fingers with hers and leads her away from the party to his room with soft smile gracing his lips, seeking some privacy. The familiar surroundings seemed to echo with whispers of their past, enveloping them in a cocoon of memories as they entered.

A: Ishqi, yeh room kitna yaadgaar hai na..?

He remarked, his gaze sweeping over the room with a fondness that mirrored Ishqi's own.. She nodded, a reminiscent smile lighting up her features.

I: haan, yahan aane se saari purani yaadein taaza ho gayi..

She replied, her voice filled with warmth. As they settled onto the couch, the air between them buzzed with unspoken emotions, a silent testament to the depth of their connection. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving through tales of laughter, shared dreams, and the passage of time.

A: Ishqi tum waise hi khubsurat ho jaise pehle lagti thi, shayad ab thodi aur bhi

Ishqi blushed at his compliment, her heart fluttering at the sincerity in his eyes

A: tum kuch nahi bologi..?

He enquires when she kept mum 

I: aap bhi shayad waise hi hai.. wahi caring, wahi understanding.. 

She replied softly, her gaze locking with his.. their eyes held a silent conversation, a dance of emotions swirling beneath the surface. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their shared space of memories and unspoken desires.

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between Ahaan and Ishqi, followed by Kartik's voice..

K: bhai, aap andar ho..?

Ahaan sighed & stood up leaving her hand as he walked towards the door & opened it

K: cake cutting ke liye sab wait kar rahe hain.. aap yaha kya kar rahe ho..? late ho raha hai..

A: bas thodi der, Kartik.. hum abhi aate hain

He replied, trying to buy some time and the word "hum" unknowingly slipped out of his mouth and he regretted the next second..

K: hum..? aur kon hai aapke saath..? sab log toh neeche hai..

Kartik leaned against the doorway, peeping inside.. and a mischievous grin spread across his face as he spotted Ishqi.

K: Oh ho! Ishqi aaj meri bhai ke kamre mein kya kar rahi hai..? what's cooking up.. mujhe jaan na hai..

he teased, winking at Ishqi and she blushed at his playful remark, feeling a bit flustered by the sudden attention

I: woh, hum bas baatein kar rahe the Kartik

Kartik's grin widened as he looked between Ahaan and Ishqi.

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