HEALING LEADS TO HEARTBREAK.
"If loving you is madness, then let the world burn-I'd choose your chaos over anyone else's calm."
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Aarti's world is shattered after being betrayed by her first love, leaving her battling not only brain cancer but als...
── .✦ I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more ── ⋆˚࿔
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A A R T I
"Kritika, could you pass me the plates?" I asked, setting the dish down with a flourish. Kritika smiled, handing out the plates to everyone. "Here you go." She said smiling.
Krish was already reaching for the syrup, his enthusiasm barely contained. "These look amazing! Who wants extra chocolate chips?" he grinned, waving the bag in the air.
Ruhi, still a little sleepy, rested her chin in her hands and watched the pancakes with anticipation. "I hope there's enough for seconds," she murmured, her voice hopeful.
Krish flopped onto the chair with his usual energy, grinning as if he owned the place. "Your house was extremely fab," he said, voice bubbling with excitement.
"Well, the house design and everything was finalized by Rehaan." Vyom looked over, catching my attention with that name I'd been hearing so much about.
I couldn't help but wonder about Rehaan-what kind of person shapes a home like this? Did he know how much his choices affected the way it felt to walk through these rooms?
I slipped into the chair next to Ruhi, who was completely absorbed in snapping pictures of the food. Typical Ruhi-always seeing beauty in the little things. Sometimes I wished I could see the world through her lens, just for a moment.
"Good morning," I heard Rishabh Bhai's voice approaching.
"Morning," I replied, reaching up to kiss his cheek as he leaned down, his hand resting reassuringly on my back. He kissed Ruhi's hair before settling beside me.
"Morning, everyone." The deep timbre of his voice sent a strange ripple through me-almost like my breath had caught mid-air.
The words rolled out from behind me, commanding the room's attention without even trying. I felt every eye shift toward the source, and my own hand paused, spoon hovering above my plate.
It wasn't fear that made me freeze. It was something else-an inexplicable awareness, as if the air itself had changed.
My brother was the first to break the spell, jumping up from his seat. "Where were you? Did you disappear or something?", he asked.
"My apologies for not being able to pick you up." Rehaan's apology came, his voice still carrying that effortless authority. Now he was standing right behind me-I could sense his presence, solid and unmissable.
My brother's voice droned on, introducing everyone with the same practiced smile. "Rehaan, he is Krish." Krish stood up offering his hand and they handshake. "Hi, nice to meet you." Krish said and he nodded.
