PROLOGUE

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SHANAYA

My heart shatters into a million pieces, as I'm sitting before the love of my life, who is about to marry someone else.

The thought of him not having feelings for me, seeing me only as a business partner, or deeming me unworthy of love is devastating.

I feel like I don't deserve to be loved. The one I adore is getting married, and I can't help but think,

"How would I see his bride? I myself wanted to be his bride." 

I'm consumed by a crushing despair, feeling like I'm drowning in a sea of heartbreak. The thought of living a life without him is unbearable.

I'm tormented by the feeling of invisibility, wondering if he can see the depth of my love for him. 

I yearn to express my feelings, to tell him how I truly feel, but I'm silenced by his happiness.

I don't want to be the one to shatter his joy, even if it means suffering in silence.

The pain of loving him from afar is suffocating me, and I'm left feeling hopeless, wondering if I'll ever find a way to escape this agony.

The smile on his face, my favourite, gleams brightly, and I'm determined to let him enjoy his happiness, even if it kills me.

I'm lost in thought, trying to process the bombshell he's dropped. 

A sense of unease is overwhelming me, and I'm struggling to hold back tears, unwilling to show vulnerability in front of him.

The thought of living apart from him is tearing my heart asunder. Immersed in this turmoil, I was startled by his voice, as he asked me to place an order, his words piercing through my sorrow."
 
I mechanically request a cup of coffee, my appetite gone.

As I wait for my drink, I'm torn between pretending to be unfazed and surrendering to my tears.

I opt for the former, knowing I must keep my emotions hidden, at least until I'm alone.

I put on a mask, acting as if his news hasn't shattered me, all the while screaming silently on the inside.

I must keep up this charade, not just to protect myself but also to ensure he never discovers the depth of my feelings.

IMRAN

I sit in the restaurant with shanaya, discussing my upcoming marriage, trying to muster up enthusiasm.

But deep down, I'm struggling to find joy. I can't quite put my finger on why I feel this way, so I brush off my doubts and ask her to order for us. 

But as we wait for our food, I notice she's acting strangely, her mood seemingly off.

I wonder what's bothering her, but before I can ask, she playfully teases me about my marriage, calling me a 'soon-to-be mingle.'

Her words pierce my thoughts, and I'm torn between pretending to be happy and confiding in her about my true feelings.

Maybe sharing my concerns with her will help me uncover the reason behind my unease.

I take a deep breath, ready to open up to Shanaya,

Mmm... Shanaya I am..,

but the waiter interrupts us, delivering our coffee. We exchange polite smiles, and while drinking the coffee just as I'm about to share my thoughts, Shanaya suddenly stands up, saying she needs to leave. 

I'm taken aback, asking why she's in such a hurry.She locks eyes with me for a moment, then explains she's exhausted and needs to rest. 

By the way congratulations to both of you and stay happy always.May God bless you with everything.

She extended her congratulations on my marriage, showering me with warm wishes and blessings, but her kind words felt like a stab to my heart, filling me with an inexplicable sense of unease.

I yearned for peace and solace, but it eluded me, leaving me frustrated and restless.

I groaned inwardly, my emotions simmering with a growing sense of discontent. 

Also drops a bombshell - she won't be attending my wedding. I'm left feeling stunned and concerned, wondering what's really going on behind her abrupt departure.

She explains that she has an urgent business trip to Switzerland and will return after my wedding.

As she prepares to leave, she turns to me and wraps her arms around me in a warm and tender embrace.

"SHE HUGGED ME."

It's the first time we've ever hugged, and my heart races uncontrollably. I'm taken aback by the sudden physical contact.

I couldn't explain why my pulse was racing, but, “I felt a deep sense of peace wash over me, And I realise I've been longing for this moment without knowing it.”

Is it just because this is our first hug? I ask myself. Or is it something more? 

"Am I starting to develop feelings for her? But when did this happen?"

The thought lingers, and I quickly dismiss it. No, that can't be right? But the doubt lingers and,

I can't shake off the feeling that something has shifted between us.

Whatever it is, but this hug has awakened a feeling deep within me.

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