Yeh Mera Deewanapan Hai🍂🏵️🍂

⟪5⟫

As days passed, Neil and Aditi found themselves wrapped up in each other's lives more than they'd intended.

Their interactions grew naturally, and what began as friendship soon deepened into something intense, especially for Aditi.

Neil found his feelings for Aditi expanding beyond control, an emotional connection he hadn't expected.

Every laugh, every shared moment added layers to his affection, making his heart race with a deep, unspoken desire-though he kept this hidden, his only wish being to see her smile.

Just that.

But a quiet part of him yearned for her to recognize his love.

For Aditi, Neil's presence was transformative.

The more time she spent with him, the more she felt willing to let go of her pain and open herself up to happiness again.

Neil became the epicenter of her newfound joy; she could feel herself healing, blossoming, her laughter more genuine, her smiles frequent.

Neil took her to amusement parks, and together they soared on rides, shared snacks, and felt the thrill of being alive.

Even their late-night talks over coffee became small traditions-moments where Aditi felt safe, cherished, and seen.

She had buried her dreams of love and happiness long ago, but with Neil, those dreams started resurfacing, whispering that maybe she deserved to feel this again.

Neil, in his quiet resolve, was devoted to giving Aditi every bit of happiness he could offer without expecting anything in return.

But her growing affection didn't go unnoticed by him.

She was learning to trust herself, to feel again.

The way she looked at him sometimes, with a smile and warmth in her eyes, made him dare to hope that perhaps she saw him in the same light.

Their bond was blossoming, naturally and beautifully, and for the first time, Aditi was ready to embrace it.

With Neil by her side, love felt less like a risk and more like a promise she was ready to make.

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Aditi sat by the window as the bus made its way to Nagpur, her hometown.

Memories of her childhood flashed before her-the place she had grown up, filled with laughter and warmth.

She missed her parents, despite everything that had happened.

The pain of their rejection still lingered, but some part of her hoped that maybe, just maybe, they would accept her with open arms this time.

Her phone buzzed, breaking her thoughts, and Neil's name appeared on the screen.

She picked up, smiling faintly, "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Neil's voice was direct, laced with a concern she could sense even through the phone.

She hesitated for a second. "Well... Neil, I'm on my way to Nagpur. I wanted to visit my parents."

Neil's jaw clenched at the mention of her parents.

He had heard everything about how they had turned their backs on her when she needed them the most.

He couldn't fathom how they had pushed her away, labeling her a burden instead of holding her close.