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...
It was a quiet night when Aryan's phone rang. Seeing Mansi's name flash on the screen, he hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Hello?" Aryan greeted, his tone a mix of confusion and caution.
On the other end, Mansi's voice cracked. "Aryan, I don't know who else to call... I... I need your help."
Aryan frowned, sensing the tension in her voice. "What happened, Mansi?"
She sniffled. "It's about Keyan... He's trying to break up with me after five years together. Five years, Aryan! I can't move on from him. I need him back in my life. Please, bro, help me."
Aryan's heart skipped a beat. "Wait... what? How is this even possible? Keyan never mentioned anything like this."
"I swear, Aryan. I have proof... screenshots of him calling me late at night. He's been reaching out to me even after we broke up. If you don't believe me, I can show you."
Aryan, now feeling a surge of disbelief, replied, "Alright, send them to me."
After ending the call, Aryan leaned back against his chair, his mind spinning. Moments later, his phone buzzed with incoming messages. He opened them one by one, each showing screenshots of Keyan calling Mansi late at night. Aryan's face turned pale as he scrolled through the proof.
**The Next Morning**
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The sun filtered through the windows of Keyan's apartment as Sanna arrived to meet him. She smiled to herself, feeling warm inside, expecting a lovely day ahead. However, Keyan had stepped out to buy something, leaving her alone in the apartment.
While she waited, Aryan walked in with a serious expression. "Oh, hey Sanna... did Keyan tell you anything about last night?"
Sanna, with a relaxed grin, shrugged. "Yeah, he mentioned the friends' party. You guys had fun, right?"
Aryan shook his head, his expression darkening. "No, Sanna, something else happened last night."
Sanna's smile faltered. "What do you mean?"
Aryan hesitated for a second before deciding to spill the truth. "Last night... Keyan took me to meet someone. It was Mansi. We met her at Alley Bar."
Sanna's eyes widened in shock. "What? No way!"
"Yes," Aryan replied, voice firm. "Mansi... she's claiming that Keyan has been talking to her, trying to get back with her after their breakup. She called me last night, saying she still can't move on. She even sent me proof."
Sanna froze, her heart pounding in her chest. "Proof? What kind of proof?"
"Screenshots of late-night calls between them," Aryan admitted, pulling out his phone and handing it to her.
Sanna stared at the screen, her hands trembling. The evidence was clear. Calls. Late-night chats. It was undeniable. Her heart shattered at the sight. She felt a mix of pain, confusion, and betrayal.
