ENTANGLED HEARTS : A Triangle Of Love

Chapter 9

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Since returning from their trip to Mussoorie, two days have passed, and Abhira and Rohit find themselves thinking about each other constantly. They haven't had a chance to meet or talk because Rohit is busy with work, especially since Armaan is also absent.

Abhira, on the other hand, is occupied helping her brother in their business. During this time, they've both come to realize their feelings for each other.

Although they first understood their love in Mussoorie, they weren't completely certain then. Now, however, they are sure about their love and desire to spend their lives together.

Abhira, after returning from Mussoorie, found herself waiting eagerly for Rohit's call, but it never came. Unaware of Rohit's busy schedule with work and Armaan's absence, she began to doubt his feelings for her. She thought their connection might have just been a passing attraction and worried that he only saw her as a friend.

When he finally answered, he asked, "Who is this?" This response shattered Abhira's heart and dashed her hopes, leaving her feeling hurt and uncertain about where she stood with Rohit.

Now Abhira is feeling sad. She's losing hope of meeting Rohit, seeing him, loving him, being loved by him, and spending her life with him.

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Sitting in a temple's garden at night, Abhira couldn't stop thinking about Rohit. She checked her phone again, hoping for his call, but it didn't come. She felt lonely and disappointed, wondering why Rohit hadn't reached out to her. Her heart ached with sadness and uncertainty about their relationship.

"Yeh aakhiri call hai mera Rohit. Agar is baar bhi tumne mera call nahi uthaya toh mai bhul jaaungi ki hum kabhi mile bhi the." She said while looking at Rohit's name on her contact list.

Abhira tapped on Rohit's name, her heart pounding as the phone rang. She nervously bit her lip, her fingers crossed tightly. Each ring felt like an eternity as she hoped desperately for him to pick up, unsure of what his response would be.

Suddenly, someone picked up the call. Abhira smiled, ready to speak, but she froze upon hearing the same question.

"Who is this?"

It was Rohit. He again asked the same question unknown to the fact that he was asking this question to the one whom he loves.

Abhira's heart sank deeper as Rohit again asked, "Who is this?" His words pierced her hopes like sharp needles. A tear rolled down her cheek as she held the phone close to her ear, struggling to comprehend his indifference.

With trembling hands, she slowly brought the phone back in front of her face and quietly ended the call. Her eyes filled with tears, reflecting the pain of unreciprocated love and shattered dreams.

She kept her palm on her mouth, trying desperately to control her sobs.

The weight of disappointment and heartbreak felt unbearable as she sat there in the quiet of the night, alone with her thoughts and the crushing realization that Rohit might never understand or return her feelings.

Her chest tightened with every suppressed sob.

"Phirse vahi sawal Rohit. Mu...mujhe laga ki sha...shayad ab tak tu...tumhe pata cha....chal gaya hoga ki ye...yeh me...mera number hai. Leki....lekin nahi. Tum.....tumne toh mera nu....number save hi....hi nahi kiya. Kyu Rohit? Kyu? Ja....jab baat hi na....nahi karni thi mu....mujhse t....toh me...mera nu....number kyu maanga? Jab pyaa....pyaar hi nahi karte t....the to....toh mer....mere dil mein ap....apne liye fe....feelings kyu ja...jagne di? Kyu.....kyu pehle hi mujhe ch....chod kar nahi chale gaye." She said while crying.