As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm amber glow across the sky, Armaan took Abhira on the promised long drive. They had gone on drives together a few times in recent months, but tonight felt different. For Abhira, it was an oddly familiar feeling—a warmth she couldn't quite place, a memory almost within reach yet lost in the fog. But that hardly mattered to Armaan. He was willing to relive each moment again, to rekindle every feeling, so long as Abhira was by his side. For him, there was just one condition: Abhira had to stay with him forever.
As they drove further from the city, Abhira gazed out the window, watching the chaotic urban landscape gradually fade into tranquil, open roads. She didn’t know where they were headed, but she trusted Armaan completely. He’d said he would take her somewhere peaceful, away from the noise, and she believed it would be somewhere special.
“Abhira, don’t lean out the window. Something might get in your eyes with all this wind,” Armaan said, glancing at her with a gentle smile. “I’ll close the window and turn on the AC.”
She turned to look at him, studying his calm expression as he drove. There was a peacefulness in him tonight that she hadn’t noticed before—a lightness, as if he’d finally let go of some invisible weight he had carried. Could their shared memories have been so heavy? she wondered. And was she really that important to him?
Sensing her gaze, Armaan smirked, breaking her thoughts. “Abhira, I know I’m pretty handsome, but staring at me like that… just say what’s on your mind.”
Caught off guard, she quickly looked away. “Handsome? You? In your dreams. And who said I was looking at you? I was admiring the view outside.”
Armaan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Alright, if the view is that captivating, then tell me what’s on your mind. You know you can’t hide anything from me.”
“Such confidence, huh?” she teased, raising an eyebrow.
“Not confidence—just experience,” he replied, a fond softness in his tone. “Four years. Main tumhe tumse jyada janta hoon. So, out with it.”
His words made her blush. She hadn’t expected such sincerity, and yet there was something reassuring in the way he spoke, something that made her heart flutter. She couldn’t help but smile as she looked down, finally admitting, “I was just wondering… have you always been like this? Or is tonight something special?”
“What do you think?” he asked, his voice teasing yet gentle.
“I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. “But whatever it is, I like it.”
Armaan’s gaze softened, his eyes reflecting a deep warmth as he replied, “Then don’t overthink it. Just know that you’re the most special person in my life.”
The simple words filled her heart with a quiet joy. She’d sensed something unique in Armaan’s affection, but realizing that she was the center of that love made her pulse quicken. She leaned back in her seat, her gaze lingering on him.
The car moved smoothly along the winding road as they drove further away from the city, the soft hum of the engine blending with the gentle music playing in the background. The world outside was beginning to darken, and the faint glow of stars began to twinkle above, casting a serene, almost magical light over the landscape.
Abhira couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace washing over her—a peace she hadn’t known she’d missed. Her thoughts wandered as she stole glances at Armaan, her mind replaying the warmth in his words. Most special person in my life. He’d said it so casually, but something about the way he looked at her made her realize he truly meant it.
