What happens when two people's souls switch.
switch of two unknown, completely different people.
as different as sun and the moon!
Read "The Switch" and find out
another cricketer story >U< becz I'm still depressed about the world cup and i w...
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Sam's POV - 5 Years Later
It's been five years, and I still can't get over him. They say your first love never truly leaves you, and now I know that's true. Not a single day has passed without me wishing I could find a way back to him, a way to make things right. But I couldn't. I couldn't hurt my parents. I couldn't be selfish, not after everything they've done for me. All my life, I've tried to be the perfect daughter for them, and I couldn't let them down.
I thought maybe, somehow, I could convince them about Adhi. But that day, when Adhi accidentally forgot to cut the call, I heard my mom's voice. She was telling my dad how proud she was of me, how she trusted that I wouldn't bring a boy home and force them to accept our marriage. That moment crushed me. I knew then that if I asked them otherwise, it would have broken their hearts.
So, I didn't. I couldn't.
I feel awful for what I did to Adhi, for hurting him like I did. He's been nothing but a shoulder to lean on, a source of strength and courage when I needed it the most. And yet, I couldn't be the same for him. I failed him when he needed me to fight for us.
Now, I find myself staring at the girl in the mirror, tears welling up in my eyes. It's been five years, and I still can't look at myself without feeling ashamed—ashamed for the choices I made, for the love I let slip away, and for the man I hurt in the process.
I'm in a good position at work, my family is stable—it's everything I've always wanted. So why can't I find a way to move on and be happy about it?
"Do you even want to move on?" my consy whispers to me.
I shake my head. Honestly, I can't. Not until I see him happy.
"They're asking for you!" my sister knocks on the door.
"Two minutes!" I say, trying to keep my voice steady. I take a deep breath and put on the smile I've worn for the past five years—the "I'm happy" smile or the "I'm fine" smile. I walk out of the room, sit on the couch, and ignore both the voices around me and the ones in my head.
"Why don't you and Sam go talk? Get to know each other," says a voice that feels oddly familiar, but I don't respond. I just get up and lead the man, as my father instructs me, trying to silence the storm raging inside.
As I lead the man into the balcony of my house, he stands there quietly. Something about him feels familiar.
After 10 minutes, he finally speaks. "So, you're not even going to look at me?"
His voice makes my heart stop, and tears fill my eyes. I finally look at the man—my man! Adhi! How can a person get more handsome over the years? He smiles and pulls me into a bone-crushing hug. I can't move; I just cry, leaning against his chest. "I'm so sorry, Adhi!" I try to speak through the lump in my throat. He shakes his head. "I know." We just hug each other, standing in silence.
"You've lost a lot of weight. Have you stopped eating completely?" he asks, resting his chin on my shoulder. "It feels like I'm hugging myself!"
I laugh and shake my head. He hasn't changed—thank goodness he hasn't changed! I threw myself into studies and work to keep busy. I only had two meals a day, but most days, I had none. I lost my appetite every time I saw foods he liked. "How did you...?" I look up at him, and he just smiles and says, "I told you I'd find a way."
I lean towards him, and just as our lips are about to meet, we hear a knock. My sister stands there, smiling at us. I look back at Adhi, confused, but he simply nods with a smile.
I wipe my face, and we walk back into the house. I offer my parents a shy smile, and Adhi does the same with his.
Our parents beam with joy, and my mom hugs me tightly. After that, everything becomes a blur—discussions about fixing the date for our wedding, which is now only a month away!
I turn to look at Adhi, who is already staring at me with that same warm smile. My heart melts into a molten state just seeing him. Gosh, how much I missed that smile!
