Adishh's POV:
I was in the car, heading towards the airport with Jeevan. The upcoming surgery next week loomed over me, but my mind was elsewhere. Adhya. Our recent moments together played on repeat in my head, and I couldn't shake off the worry that she might not come to see me off. Every mile closer to the airport felt like a mile further from her.
Jeevan noticed my distracted state and patted my shoulder. "She'll come, Adi. Just have faith."
I nodded, but the uncertainty gnawed at me. When we finally arrived at the airport, my eyes scanned the crowd anxiously as we made our way to the boarding gate. As the minutes ticked by, my hope dwindled.
Just as I was about to give up, I saw two figures running towards us. My heart leapt into my throat. It was Clara and Adhya, both out of breath but determined.
Adhya reached me first, slightly panting as she thrust a small bag into my hands. "I came here because I had something to give you for my parents. Make sure they get this," she said, her voice a mix of urgency and relief.
Clara caught up, laughing loudly. "For this stupid errand, you were crying and saying you were stuck in traffic?"
Adhya shot her a glare but couldn't help the small smile tugging at her lips. Clara hugged me tightly. "Take care, Adi. We'll miss you."
I turned back to Adhya, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I know you love me more than you admit," I said softly, looking into her eyes. "But I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes."
Adhya smiled through her tears, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. "I’m not good at goodbyes," she whispered. "But I needed to see you one last time before you left."
I pulled her into a tight hug, feeling the warmth and softness of her body against mine. "This isn't goodbye, Adhya. It's just a see you later. I'll be back before you know it."
She nodded against my chest, and we stood there for a moment, savoring the closeness. Clara, ever the practical one, gently pulled us apart. "Alright, lovebirds. Time to board, Adi."
I gave Adhya one last kiss on the forehead, then turned to Jeevan. "Let's go."
As we walked towards the gate, I glanced back one last time. Adhya stood there with Clara, waving and trying to keep a brave face. My heart ached with the distance already, but her presence gave me the strength I needed.
The plane ride was filled with thoughts of her, the feel of her in my arms, and the promise of our future together. I knew that no matter the challenges ahead, I'd face them all for her. Because she was worth it. Every mile, every second apart, was worth it for the moment we’d be together again.
Adhya’s POV:
The moment Adishh disappeared through the boarding gate, the tears I had been holding back finally spilled over. I couldn't stop them, no matter how hard I tried. The overwhelming sense of loss hit me like a tidal wave. I sat down on a nearby bench, my body shaking with sobs.
Clara, who had been by my side the whole time, looked genuinely worried. "Adhya, what’s wrong? What happened?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.
I couldn't bring myself to speak. I just shook my head, burying my face in my hands. Clara sat down next to me, her arm around my shoulders, trying to comfort me. "It's okay, let it out," she said softly.
After what felt like an eternity, I finally managed to stop crying. I wiped my tears with a tissue Clara handed me, taking deep, shuddering breaths to calm myself. Clara watched me, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and worry.
"Adhya, please tell me what’s going on. You're freaking me out," she said, her voice tinged with frustration.
I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "I'm sorry, Clara. It's just... seeing Adishh leave was harder than I thought it would be."
She nodded, still looking puzzled. "But you knew he was leaving. Why are you so upset now?"
I shrugged, feeling embarrassed by my outburst. "I don't know. It just hit me all at once. The reality of him being gone, even if it's just for a little while."
Clara sighed, shaking her head. "You two are so dramatic. One minute you're crying your eyes out, and the next you're acting like everything's fine. You're giving me whiplash."
I couldn't help but laugh through my remaining tears. "I know, I’m a mess. But I’ll be okay. I just needed to get it out of my system."
Clara smiled, relieved to see me lighten up a bit. "Good. Because you were seriously scaring me for a minute there. Let's get out of here, okay?"
I nodded, standing up and straightening my clothes. "Yeah, let's go. I don’t want to stay here any longer."
As we made our way out of the airport, Clara continued to watch me closely, as if expecting another emotional breakdown at any moment. I felt a little guilty for worrying her, but I was grateful for her support.
In the cab ride home, Clara couldn't resist teasing me a bit. "So, are you going to be okay, or should I start carrying a supply of tissues with me at all times?"
I rolled my eyes, playfully nudging her. "Very funny. I’ll be fine. Just needed to get that out of my system."
Clara laughed, the tension finally easing. "You two are like a soap opera. I swear, I never know what to expect with you and Adishh."
I smiled, feeling a bit more like myself. "Yeah, well, keeps life interesting, right?"
As we pulled up to our building, I felt a renewed sense of determination. Yes, saying goodbye to Adishh had been painful, but I knew we were strong enough to get through this. And with friends like Clara by my side, I knew I could handle whatever life threw my way.
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