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I stepped out of the closet after changing, and there was Rhea, sitting on the bed beside Aarush, gently stroking his sleeping head. When she heard the door creak, she looked up at me. Slowly, she got off the bed and walked over to me, her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and love.
Her confession still echoed in my mind. Rhea had opened her heart to me, and it filled me with a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. After losing Sneha, I had been living like a lifeless person, just going through the motions. For the first time since Sneha, I felt a sense of belonging, a place where I could find solace and comfort.
Rhea's love had reignited a spark in me that had long been extinguished. If Sneha had taught me how to live, Rhea had taught me how to love again. She was my anchor, the one who had brought me back to life. She had brought me back to life from a state of mere existence, filling the void with her unwavering care and affection.
As she stood before me, her eyes searching mine, filled with a silent plea for reassurance. I realised how much I needed her. She was my home, my comfort. I had someone to return to, someone who cared deeply for me. Her presence had reignited a warmth in my heart that I thought I had lost forever.
Knowing that I now had someone to return home to, someone who was my comfort and strength, filled me with a sense of purpose and determination. It was in her arms that I found my true home, a place where I could return to and feel whole again.
"Are you okay now?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, my heart swelling with emotion. "Yes, I'm okay. Thanks to you," I thought, reaching out to take her hand. Her fingers intertwined with mine, and I felt a surge of warmth and love.
She looked down at our hands, her touch grounding me. The vulnerability in her eyes spoke volumes. She had given me her heart, and I promised myself that I would cherish it.
I pulled her into a tight embrace, feeling her warmth seep into me. "I promise, Rhea. I'll be more careful. I can't bear to see you so worried," I murmured into her hair.
She pulled back slightly to look at me, her eyes filled with a mix of love and fear. The weight of her emotions bore into me, making me want to protect her even more.
"I have to go now," I said, my voice heavy with reluctance.
"Nahi, jane dena hai mujhe aapko. Mera maan hi nahi man raha hai," she whispered, her voice trembling. (No, I don't want to let you go. I just don't feel right about this.)
"Mai wapis aajaunga, I promise," I reassured her, my heart aching at the thought of leaving her. (I'll come back, I promise)
"Pakka wala?" she asked, her eyes wide with hope. (Promise?)
