𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

Chapter 1 New chapter

Nitika

I stood in front of the mirror, gazing at my reflection with a critical eye. My beige sweatshirt and denim shorts looked comfy and cute, and my brown hair was perfectly set in a ponytail.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement "let's goo" as I raised my hand, only to wince in pain as my fractured hand protested. "Ow, okay, okay, I get it," I muttered, gently lowering my hand.

My right hand was fractured few weeks ago and I had to rest for two weeks huh. I couldn't attend my college and I missed my first day.

It is recovered now but sometimes the pain strikes. But the pain didn't deter me. I twirled around, my eyes sparkling with excitement, only to bump my knee against the dressing table. "Ahh, ouch!" I winced, bending down to rub my sore knee.

Just then, I heard my dad calling out to me. "Niti!"

"Yes dad, coming!" I replied, immediately forgetting my pain as I grabbed my pink suitcase and a bag hurried out of my room.

I descended the stairs, my eyes locking onto my dad's handsome face as he waited for me in the foyer. "Good morning!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around him in a tight hug.

"Good morning, beta," he replied. "Did you pack all your things?"

I nodded enthusiastically, my ponytail bobbing up and down. "Yes, dad, I've got everything!"

We sat down at the dining table, my mom joining us with a delicious spread of food. I dug in, savoring the flavors and aromas, feeling grateful for this loving family of mine.

"Niti, be friendly with your roommates" she said, adding to the list of instructions.

I nodded, my mouth full of paratha. My dad smiled "We've gone over this, haven't we, Niti? You'll be fine, just stay focused and work hard."

I swallowed, feeling a pang of sadness. I was going to miss this, our daily breakfast routine, my dad dropping me off at college, the familiarity of Delhi. But I was also excited, thrilled to start this new chapter in Mumbai, to experience college life in a new city, to make new friends and learn new things.

"I know, Mom, Dad, I'll be fine," I said, trying to sound confident. "I'm excited, but also a little sad to leave you both behind."

My mom reached out, her hand on mine. "We're always with you, Niti, no matter where you go."

I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. My dad put his arm around me, pulling me close. "We're proud of you, beta. You're going to do great things."

We finished breakfast in a comfortable silence, the only sound of the clinking of utensils and the hum of the TV in the background. As we got up to leave, my mom handed me a small bag. "Some homemade snacks for you. And don't forget to call me as soon as you reach Mumbai."

I hugged her tight. "I will, Mom"

We sat in the car to leave for the airport. My mind wandered "What if my dorm mates don't like me? What if I'm the only one who's behind in classes?" I thought, my anxiety was spiking.

As we drove to the airport, my mind raced with thoughts of the unknown. But I knew one thing for sure - I was ready to take on this new chapter, no matter what came my way.

As the flight touched down in Mumbai, I felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of nervousness. My dad and I made our way through the airport, collecting our bags and hailing a taxi to take us to the university.

The campus was bustling with students and faculty, and I felt a sense of awe at the sprawling buildings and lush greenery. We made our way to the administration office, where we completed some paperwork and procedures before finally getting my dorm keys.