"In this romantic tale of love, deception, and self-discovery, Shehnaaz, a young woman, finds herself trapped in a web of family expectations and arranged marriages. But when she meets Siddharth, a charming and mysterious stranger, she begins to que...
Shehnaaz's fingers flew across the keyboard, her eyes fixed on the screen as she worked on her tasks. But her mind was elsewhere, stuck on the same question that had haunted her for months: Why did Siddharth leave her without a word?
She wanted to ask him, to demand answers from him. But she couldn't bear the thought of showing him that she still cared. She wanted to prove to him that she had moved on, that she was stronger than he thought.
So she kept her head down, focused on her work, and tried to push the thoughts away. But they lingered, refusing to be ignored.
As the day wore on, she found herself stealing glances at Siddharth, who was working in his office, his eyes fixed on his own screen. She wondered what he was thinking, if he ever thought about her, if he ever regretted leaving her.
Mahi and Jahnvi, Shehnaaz's friends and colleagues, cornered her in the break room, their faces filled with concern.
"Sana, what's going on with you?" Mahi asked, her voice soft. "You've been distant and distracted lately. Is everything okay?"
Shehnaaz hesitated, unsure of how to reveal the truth. But something about her friends' genuine concern made her open up.
"It's just...the CEO of our company, Siddharth...he's my ex-boyfriend," she revealed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jahnvi's eyes widened in surprise. "What? That's crazy! How did you not tell us?"
Shehnaaz shrugged. "I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. But it's been hard seeing him every day, pretending like nothing's wrong."
Mahi put a hand on her arm. "We're here for you, Sana. We'll support you through this."
......... ....... The three friends, Shehnaaz, Mahi, and Jahnvi, lounged in Mahi's cozy living room, surrounded by the soft glow of candles and the soothing sound of music. They had spent the evening sharing stories, laughter, and secrets, and Shehnaaz had finally opened up about her painful past with Siddharth.
As they sipped their wine and nibbled on snacks, Shehnaaz revealed every detail, from their whirlwind romance to his sudden disappearance. Mahi and Jahnvi listened with empathetic ears, their faces filled with concern and support.
"I feel so stupid for still thinking about him," Shehnaaz confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
.... Mahi exclaimed, "Sana, you can buy flowers for yourself! You don't need a man to get you flowers!"
Shehnaaz laughed, feeling a surge of empowerment. "You're right, Mahi! I can treat myself to flowers and love myself first!"
Jahnvi joined in, "And we can dance and sing along to Miley Cyrus' 'Flowers' song, loudly and proudly!"
The three friends burst into laughter and started dancing around Mahi's living room, singing along to the lyrics:
"Thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful But I don't need them, I've got my own"
They twirled and spun, their voices growing louder and more confident with each passing moment. Shehnaaz felt a weight lift off her shoulders as she embraced her independence and self-love.
In that moment, surrounded by her friends and the joy of self-empowerment, Shehnaaz knew she was ready to move on from the past and bloom into the best version of herself.....
No more cry
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The next day, Shehnaaz and Siddharth found themselves alone in the elevator again, the tension between them palpable.
Shehnaaz tried to ignore him, but her emotions got the better of her. "Siddharth, don't you want to say anything to me? Any explanation? I deserve that much, don't I?"
Siddharth looked at her, his eyes cold and unyielding. He didn't respond, simply gazing at her as if she meant nothing to him.
Shehnaaz's anger and hurt boiled over. "Fine, ignore me then. Just like you always do. You never cared about my feelings, did you?"
Siddharth's expression didn't change, and he remained silent, his eyes fixed on her.
Shehnaaz shook her head, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "I'm done with you, Siddharth. I deserve so much better than someone like you."
The elevator doors opened, and Siddharth stepped out, leaving Shehnaaz alone and heartbroken once again.
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