In a world where love teeters on the edge of obsession, she clings to the man who has wounded her time and again. Her heart, bound by a love so fierce it consumes her, refuses to let go, even as he repeatedly falters. But beneath her unwavering devo...
Alright, let's dive into Keyan's perspective as he returns to his apartment and starts researching Sanna.
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**Keyan's POV**
Keyan shut his laptop with a satisfied click, having just completed a crucial project that had been hanging over his head for days. He glanced at the clock on the wall 9:45 PM. It was later than he had expected, but at least he was done. The apartment was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic outside. The city was alive, but his mind was elsewhere.
He leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head, and let out a deep sigh. Despite the exhaustion, his thoughts drifted to Sanna Khurrana. The girl had intrigued him from the moment she awkwardly stumbled into his life literally. There was something about her that he couldn't quite place, something that made him want to know more.
Keyan reached for his phone, unlocking it with a swift motion. He opened his social media apps, hesitating for a moment. He wasn't usually the type to dig into someone's online life, but Sanna was different. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, the confidence she exuded despite her clumsiness, or the way she fiercely defended her friends. Or maybe it was the mystery behind the layers she kept hidden.
He typed her name into the search bar: "Sanna Khurrana." The results were immediate. Her profile was public lucky for him. The first thing that caught his attention was her profile picture. It was a candid shot, with Sanna laughing at something off-camera, her hair tousled by the wind. She looked genuinely happy, and that smile it was contagious.
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Scrolling down, he saw photos of her with her friends, including the ones he'd seen in college. There were pictures of late-night gaming sessions, most likely her PUBG obsession, and a few posts about her grandfather, who she affectionately called 'Daddu.' The more he scrolled, the more he felt like he was piecing together a puzzle.
There were also glimpses of her interests memes, sarcastic quotes, and a few posts about her favorite movies and books. But nothing too revealing. No long captions or emotional outbursts. It was clear that she kept her personal life closely guarded, even on social media.
But then, something caught his eye a post from a few months ago. It was a picture of a sunrise, with a simple caption: "New beginnings." It seemed out of place compared to the rest of her posts, almost like it held some deeper meaning. Keyan couldn't help but wonder what that new beginning was. A relationship? A fresh start? Or was it something more?
He leaned back, deep in thought. Sanna was clearly more than just the clumsy, late-coming girl she appeared to be. She had depth, layers that he was eager to uncover. But he had to tread carefully Sanna was not someone who would easily let down her guard.
As he closed the app and set his phone aside, Keyan made a mental note. He would have to be patient, observant. If he wanted to get closer to Sanna, he couldn't just rely on what he saw online. He'd have to see past her walls, understand her quirks, and find a way to connect with the real Sanna Khurrana the one who kept herself hidden from the world.
