In a whirlwind of college life and budding romance, Agastya and Amira's hearts dance around each other, entwined by fate and shared glances. Just as Agastya gathers the courage to confess his feelings with a meticulously planned date, the night take...
Amira's POV Agastya's birthday is approaching soon, and I can't wait to surprise him. I booked a café just for us, but the difficult part was getting him to come. I thought to ask my sasu mom for help. I explained everything, and she said, "Just plan everything. He will be there." I asked, "How?" She replied, "Just don't ask that, but he will be there." I hugged her and said, "You're the best." Agastya's Birthday I was so excited to surprise him, hoping at least this would make him smile. I wore a black saree for his birthday because his favorite color is black. I waited eagerly for him to arrive.
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[Look for the day]
Agastya Arrives When Agastya walked in, his face was pure shock. The café was decorated with a huge sign that said, "Happy Birthday, Mr. Arrogant." I walked up to him with a cake, smiling, "Happy birthday, Agastya."
But instead of responding, he turned and walked out. I ran after him, calling, "Stop, Agastya!"
It was a silent road, and the weather had turned bad. As it started to rain, I shouted, "Agastya, please, give me a chance to explain!" Agastya stopped and turned to face me. "A chance? You broke my heart, Amira. You're asking for a chance to justify your actions? I waited for you that day, from morning till night. I was waiting, but you never came. Instead, you changed your number and location. You broke me, Amira Singh."
He started to leave again, but I grabbed his hand, crying, "Just one chance. I will leave your life after this, but listen to me. You think it was easy for me? Not a single day goes by that I don't regret not giving you the explanation you deserved. Please, listen."
Agastya took a few steps back, folding his arms. "Go ahead, tell me. If I deserve to listen, then tell me." I took a deep breath and began, "In my second year of college..." My voice trembling. "In my second year of college, my family wasn't financially stable. I was the eldest child, taking care of everyone. When I learned there was a cash prize for a dance competition, I participated because I wanted to use the money for my dad's treatment, it was the same competition when we won, I wanted to each Shanya a lesson but more than that I needed the money. That day, when you asked me to meet, I denied it because I had to take my dad to the hospital for treatment. But you asked if after one week was fine, and I said yes because I thought my dad only needed some injections and we could take him home."
Flashback I continued, my voice breaking, "I got ready to leave for our date, but suddenly, I received a call from my mom saying my dad's health was critical. I rushed to the hospital, my heart in my throat. My mom was in tears, terrified. I held her as we waited outside the emergency room, the minutes stretching into an eternity."
Tears blurred my vision as I relived the moment. "The doctor came out, his face grim. He told us my dad had suffered a massive heart attack. They tried everything, but... he didn't make it. I felt my world shatter. My phone slipped from my hand and broke as I fell to the floor, screaming in pain and grief."
The rain mingled with my tears as I spoke. "After that day, I fell into a deep depression. Every day was a struggle to get out of bed, to face a world without my dad. The financial difficulties mounted, and we had to sell our house. I lost myself in the depths of my sorrow and guilt, it took me entire year to get better, I stopped talking with everyone, I couldn't face the reality, when I got better and finally decided to use social media, I came across a picture of you and Shanya being engaged, it broke me but I was happy that you didn't wait and moved on because that was best for you"
Present Agastya stood there, processing everything I had said. The rain continued to pour, drenching us both. I looked at him, my heart aching, "I didn't want to leave you, Agastya. I was broken, lost, sad"
Agastya's expression softened slightly, but he still held himself back. I smiled through my tears, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. "Now, I can die in peace knowing that I made myself clear to you. The regret would've killed me, but now I am free from it." I wiped my tears again, standing taller. "I will leave now. I just wanted you to know this. I never had a boyfriend, never got engaged, never got married because I knew there was a guy waiting for answers from me." I looked at him, memorizing his face, the rain cascading down around us. "Goodbye, Agastya. Take care."
