Undivided world

Chapter 17 Do I still love him?

As I walked to mehek's house, the evening air was cool, but I felt a cold sweat trickling down my back. Advit's sudden return had shaken me to my core, and the question I had been avoiding for months now loomed large in my mind: Do I still love him?

Mehek opened the door before I even had a chance to knock. Her eyes widened in concern as she saw my distressed state. "Come in," she urged, pulling me inside and closing the door behind me. "Tell me everything."

I recounted the events of the day, my voice wavering as I described the moment Advit reappeared. Mehek listened intently, her expression growing more serious with every word. When I finished, she took a deep breath. "I can't believe he's back. But the bigger question is, how do you feel about it?"

I sighed, sinking into the couch. "I don't know, mehek. I thought I had moved on. I thought I was over him. But seeing him today...it brought back everything."

"Do you still love him?" she asked gently. sitting beside me.

The question hung in the air, heavy and unavoidable. "I don't know," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "A part of me hates him for what he's done, for the danger he brings into my life. But another part of me...I can't deny that I still feel something for him."

Mehek nodded, understanding. "It's okay to feel conflicted. Love isn't always straightforward, especially with someone like him. But you need to think about what's best for you."

"I know," I said, feeling tears prick at my eyes. "But it's so hard. He has this way of making me feel like I'm the only thing that matters to him. And when he's around, it's like the world fades away."

She reached out and squeezed my hand. "You have to be careful. Advit is dangerous, and his world is dangerous. You deserve to be safe and happy."

"I know," I repeated, more to convince myself than her. "But how do I make my heart understand that?"

"Time," she said softly. "And maybe distance. You need to focus on your own life, your dreams. If he really cares about you, he'll respect that."

I nodded, wiping away a stray tear. "You're right. I need to put myself first."

As the days passed, I threw myself into my studies and activities. I spent more time with friends, joined new clubs, and focused on my upcoming exams. I tried to bury my feelings for Advit, to convince myself that I had moved on.

But late at night, when the world was quiet, I couldn't help but wonder: did I still love him? The answer eluded me, slipping through my fingers like sand. My heart and mind were at war, and I didn't know which would win. Then, one evening, as I was leaving the library, I felt a familiar presence. I turned, and there he was, leaning casually against a lamppost, watching me with those intense eyes.

"Hi, Lil Dragon," he said softly, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my heart racing.

"I told you, I can't stay away from you," he said, stepping closer. "I need you in my life."

I took a step back, trying to keep my distance. "You can't just walk back into my life and expect everything to be the same."

"I don't expect it to be easy," he replied, his eyes never leaving mine. "But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove to you that you belong with me."

"Prove it?" I scoffed. "How can you prove anything when your very presence brings danger into my life?"

"I can protect you," he insisted, his voice full of conviction. "I love you, Lil Dragon. I always have, and I always will."

I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit. But all I saw was sincerity, and it scared me. Because despite everything. despite the danger and the chaos, a part of me still loved him too.

"I need time." I said finally, my voice trembling. "I need to figure out what I really want."

He nodded, respect in his eyes. "Take all the time you need. I'll be here, waiting." scared me. Because despite everything. despite the danger and the chaos, a part of me still loved him too.

"I need time," I said finally, my voice trembling. "I need to figure out what I really want."

He nodded, respect in his eyes. "Take all the time you need. I'll be here, waiting."

As I walked away, my heart ached with the weight of my feelings. The question remained: do I still love him? And if I did, what would that mean for my future? Only time would tell, and I hoped that, in the end, I would find the answers I needed.