Chapter 3: Whispers Among Books

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The library had always been a sanctuary for Aarav and Meera, a place where they could escape the chaos of the world and lose themselves in the realm of books. It was here that they had shared their dreams, discussing literature and life, and imagining a future filled with endless possibilities.

Aarav walked through the familiar aisles, the scent of old books enveloping him like a comforting embrace. He reached the section where they had spent most of their time, their favorite books still sitting on the shelves. As he ran his fingers along the spines, memories of their animated discussions and quiet moments of companionship came rushing back.

Among the dusty volumes, Aarav spotted another red envelope tucked inside one of their beloved novels. He pulled it out, heart pounding with anticipation. This envelope contained a torn piece of a love letter, the handwriting unmistakably Meera's. It also had a message: "Where promises were made."

Aarav's thoughts turned to the rooftop of Meera's building, their secret haven under the stars. It was there that they had made promises to each other, dreams woven together in the fabric of the night sky.

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