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CHAHAT MEHRA is a 25-year-old woman living in the fast-paced city of Delhi. She seems strong and independent, building a...
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First of all this is the longest chapter ever in the history of chapters that I have ever written so, please read till the end.
And before starting the chapter, I want to share something with you all that this chapter is very very very very special for me...I have put all my heart in this chapter and the entire conversation happened in (Aakarsh's and Chahat's POV) was just a POV written in my note pad with no story no plot nothing but a lot of emotions poured into the words.
This conversation was the reason that this idea of writing s story with this plot came into my mind and this chapter is the heart of the story...I know, it might be sad or emotional but trust me, I have written it from the core of my heart and I hope you guys will like it and shower your love.
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Chahat's POV:
It's been a while since we are sitting under the sky in the same position where, I am completely enveloped in his arms, and his face buried in the crook of my neck, we both are trying to pull each other close as much as we can as if we will slip away from each other's hands, his warm breath was tickling my skin. We have hugged many times but this time, it was different. This time it was not our bodies being close to each other but our souls interwining with each other.
I am happy that, finally I confessed my feelings to him. My heart feels so light. But, I am scared. I am scared that I might lose him like I lost almost everybody who was ever close to my heart. Be it, my parents, my friends, family or my ex. I don't want him to become a memory but I want to make uncountable memories with him.
"Arsh!" He hummed in a deep voice, near my ear as I called out his name. Even his voice is sending butterflies to my stomach. "I love you!" I whispered. "I love you too!" He said after pulling out from the hug and cupping my cheeks. My eyes looked down.
He lifts my chin up, "What happened? Is there something bothering you?" I hummed at his question. "Tell me? What is it?" He asked.
"I...I am afraid!" As soon as the words left mouth, his eyes filled with concern. "Afraid of what?" His eyes capturing my every moment as I held his hand before continuing, "losing you!"
"Losing me?" His eyes questioning me. "Yes, what if you go away?" My eyes were filled with an unwanted fear as my hold on his hand tightened. He placed his other hand on mine while securing it and said, "Why would I go away if, I love you?"
"I know, you love me and I also do but loving each other is not enough." I took a pause and he was waiting for me to complete.
"Love is not just saying, I love you! It's a lot more than that. It's not about loving each other but it's about holding on to each other even when the situation is not in your favour." I looked at him, thinking that he might be disappointed that I am again spoiling our mood.
