Premika: Love in the city of love

Prologue

NICOLAS POV

The rain blurred everything in front of me, but I didn't care. My heart was beating out of my chest, my breath short, desperate.My Aarohi was gone. I had no idea where she was. My phone, clenched in my fist, rang over and over as I tried calling her. Voicemail. Again.

Her words echoed in my head, sharp and unforgiving.

"Why am I even here, Nicolas? Why do you even bother with me? You're always busy, always distracted! You never have time for me anymore." Her voice had cracked then, full of anger and hurt.

I could still see her standing there, her dark eyes blazing with frustration. "I needed you! You never pick up my calls. You don't even care what happens to me. Do I mean that little to you?"

I had snapped back, thinking she was exaggerating. "Aarohi, come on! You know how much work I have. You think I'm just sitting around doing nothing? I'm working for us, for our future!"

Her bitter laugh still cut through me. "For us? No, Nicolas. It's all for you. For your name. Your brand. I'm just... I'm just here. Waiting. Always waiting. And when I needed you, I was alone. Like always."

I had been furious, too blind to see the truth in her words. "Stop making everything about you, Aarohi! I'm trying too, alright? But this is important too!"

I'd watched her walk away, her shoulders shaking as she grabbed her things, slamming the door on her way out.

And now, here I was, stumbling through the streets, soaked to the skin, trying to find her. Trying to fix what I'd broken.

I didn't know where she had gone. Maybe she didn't want to be found. But I couldn't let it end like this. I couldn't lose her because of my own stupidity.

How had I not seen it? How had I let her feel so... forgotten? She was everything to me, yet I'd treated her like she didn't matter. I hadn't been there when she needed me most. She'd told me, yelled at me, but I was too wrapped up in my world, too consumed with work to realize what I was doing to her.

I slammed my fist against the wall, the pain barely registering through the storm in my head. "Where are you?" I whispered, my throat tight with fear and regret. "I'm sorry, Aarohi... I'm so sorry."
"I should've been there," I muttered to myself, the regret hitting me like a punch to the gut. I should've listened. I should've made time.

Now, I didn't even know if she would come back. The thought made me sick, my hands shaking as I tried calling her again, only to hear that damn voicemail.

Aarohi, come back. Please, come back.

I could hear her words still ringing in my ears, every single one of them stabbing me with guilt. "You don't even care what happens to me."

But I did care. I cared more than she knew. I just hadn't shown it.

I had failed her.

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