Closer Than Before | 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 ✅

Chapter 7: Is he Jealous?

Radhika's POV:

Once we were both ready, we headed to the living room for breakfast. Samar had already prepared it—simple, but enough to get us through the morning.

As we sat down, the silence between us was comfortable, but there was an undercurrent of something else, something that neither of us was quite ready to address.

“You should eat more,” Samar said, breaking the silence as he passed me the toast. “You barely had anything last night.”

I glanced at him, a small smile tugging at my lips. “I’m fine, really. But thanks.”

He didn’t press the issue, just nodded and took a bite of his own toast. I couldn’t help but notice the slight crease between his eyebrows was still there, but he seemed to be in better spirits than earlier. The medicine was probably starting to work, which was a relief.

After we finished breakfast, we grabbed our bags and headed out the door. The morning was cool, with the remnants of the storm still lingering in the air. The streets were damp, and the sky was overcast, but there was a sense of calm in the quiet of the early hour.

The ride to the office was uneventful, with both of us lost in our own thoughts. It wasn’t until we pulled into the parking lot that I realized how comfortable I’d felt during the drive.

There had been no tension, no awkwardness—just a calm, easy silence that reminded me of the old days, before everything had gotten so complicated.

As we walked into the office, side by side, I couldn’t help but steal a glance at Samar. There was something different in the way he carried himself today, something almost… lighter.

I wasn’t sure if it was because of our earlier conversation or if he was just having a good day, but whatever it was, it made me feel a little more hopeful about where we stood.

“Ready for another day?” he asked, his tone casual, but there was a softness in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat.

“Always,” I replied, giving him a small, genuine smile.

As we headed to our respective desks, I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe—just maybe—we were starting to find our way back to each other.

It was still too soon to tell, but for the first time in a long time, I felt like there was a possibility that things could be different between us.

And for now, that was enough.

As I settled into my desk, Reyansh approached with his usual bright smile.

“Morning, Radhika!  he said, his tone cheerful as always.

“Morning, Reyansh.” I replied, thinking about the chaotic mix of emotions I’d been dealing with since Samar and I became flatmates.

“By the way, if you need any help with the project we’re working on, feel free to ask. I’ve got some ideas I’ve been meaning to run by you.”

“I’d love that,” I said, genuinely appreciating his offer. “It’s been great working with you and the rest of the team. Everyone’s been so supportive.”

“That’s what we’re here for,” Reyansh grinned. “Plus, it’s nice to have someone who actually laughs at my bad jokes.”

I couldn’t help but laugh again, his light-heartedness was infectious. “Your jokes aren’t that bad, Reyansh. Just… mildly terrible.”

“Hey, I’ll take mildly terrible over completely awful any day!” he quipped, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

As our laughter faded, I glanced across the room and caught sight of Samar.