Love Reborn

Chapter- 10 Whispers of the heart

As they reached home,

Yashvi's side

As Yashvi stepped into her home, memories of Swastik flooded her mind. She couldn't forget the special feeling that she'd experienced with Swastik.

The way he'd protected her, made her feel safe, and laughed with her – it all lingered in her mind. And she unknowingly let out a chuckle.

Avni noticed her,
"Muskuraane ki wajah tum ho......., gungunane ki wajah tum ho......., Swastik" Avni started singing to tease her.

Yashvi got shocked and looked at Avni, "Wha... what..... "

Avni's grin grew mischievous, her eyebrows dancing with amusement "What's going on, yashu"

Yashvi's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. " What now"

Avni's chuckle filled the room. "Save it, Yashu! Your smile says it all!"

Yashvi's face burned brighter, but she couldn't deny the flutter in her chest whenever she thought of Swastik.

Yashvi's cheeks flamed, her voice trembling. "There's... nothing to say."

Avni's laughter wrapped around her, warm and knowing. "Your secrets are safe with me, Yashu. But I see the way you look at him... and vice versa."

Saying this Avni left to her room.

Yashvi's gaze faltered, her heart racing. Was Avni right? Was she really falling for Swastik?

Yashvi's thoughts swirled like a whirlpool, pulling her deeper into the depths of her emotions.
She couldn't deny the connection she felt with Swastik, but was it really something more?

As she stood there, lost in thought, Avni's words echoed in her mind: "The way you look at him... and vice versa." Yashvi's cheeks flushed again, remembering the way Swastik's eyes had locked onto hers, the spark that had flown between them.

Yes, her heart answered, she started liking him, she started falling for him, for his kindness, for his charming personality, for Swastik...

Swastik's POV....

Swastik, too, was lost in thought. He couldn't believe how much he'd enjoyed Yashvi's company. Her smile, her laughter, and her quirky nail art on his hand – it all made him grin.

Siddharth noticed his smile, " Don't be afraid to love again, Swastik. A second chance to yourself won't harm. You never know what's waiting for you"

Saying this Siddharth left to his home leaving Swastik in a dilemma. His words stuck in his mind, was he really ready to open up again?, Was he really ready to surrender himself to his emotions ? Could he really trust himself to love again?
Maybe yes or......maybe he was still scared.

As the night wore on, the darkness outside seemed to grow thicker, wrapping the city in a velvety cloak. The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the sky. Yashvi and Swastik, miles apart, were lost in thoughts of each other.

The night went long, their thoughts intertwined like the threads of a rich tapestry.
As they both drifted off to sleep, their emotions danced together, uncertain yet longing. The distance between them seemed to shrink, their hearts beating in tandem.

The silence of the night was filled with unexpressed feelings.

The next day

Yashvi was lying on her bed when her phone buzzed softly on the nightstand she received a text, "Hey, still have the fear of heights?" . A text from Swastik flashed on the screen.