"Is it my destiny to meet him?"
- Akshara Rajasekhar
"Not even destiny can separate US"
-Adhithya dev varma
Grumpy × Sunshine
Secret identity
Obsessed ML
Bold FL
South Indian girl
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Adhithya's POV
I don’t know how time has gone by so fast ; it’s been almost a 3 month and a half since we became so close over the past days.
I am in my cabin working on the current project. If I succeed in this, it will be a milestone for the company.
These days, I am mostly occupied with work, so I can't talk with her as I did before. I really want to finish the work as soon as possible for her.
I know she understands me, but I still feel guilty for not being able to spend much time with her . Once this is done, I’ll make it up to her. For now, all I can do is stay focused and push through, so I can finish everything as soon as possible and be there for her again
After this project, I will confess my love to her, and then I need to reveal my real identity. I can't keep it from her any longer, especially before she finds out about me from someone else.
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Akshara's POV
I really miss him so much these days. I know he has important work, but I can't help feeling distant.
It feels like an eternity since we last had a real conversation. It’s almost a week since I talked with him, and I try to be understanding, but every day without him only deepens the ache in my heart.
Every time my phone buzzes, my heart races, hoping it’s a message from him. But most days, it's just silence, and I’m left staring at the screen, wondering what he’s doing.
I remember the laughter we shared and the way he looked at me, as if I were the only person in the world. Those memories bring warmth, but they also remind me of how much I miss him.
I’ve tried to keep busy, throwing myself into my work, but nothing seems to fill the void he has left. I find myself daydreaming about what it would be like when he finally finishes his project. Would he still feel the same way about me? Would he have time for me?
I know he’s ambitious, and I admire that, but I can't help feeling neglected. I want to reach out, to tell him how I feel, but I fear it might add to his stress.
