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As the night grew quieter, Kyra and Chitra moved to the couch with mugs of tea, Coco snuggled between them, fast asleep. Kyra leaned her head against the couch, feeling the warmth of Coco's little body against her leg, her mind drifting to Shubman.
"Hey, Kyra," Chitra said, breaking the silence. "When you talk about him, there's this... I don't know, this glow. I think you might really like him."
Kyra gave a small smile, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on her mug. "It's strange, isn't it? I mean, Shubman Gill was just a name, a public figure. But here he is, just down the hall, showing up with his kindness, humour, and that crazy grin of his."
Chitra let out a soft laugh. "And you realize that if you hadn't moved here, you might never have crossed paths like this? It's almost... cinematic."
Kyra laughed, the irony not lost on her. "It is. Like some plotline, I'd write for my film projects. But I guess the real stuff isn't as straightforward, huh? It's messy, with all these little moments where you're second-guessing yourself, not sure what's real and what's just wishful thinking."
Chitra looked thoughtful. "Maybe that's what makes it worth it, though. The moments of uncertainty, the way it keeps you on your toes... that's where all the magic happens. And, honestly, I think you're brave for taking this leap, especially after... well, you know."
Kyra nodded, a mixture of nostalgia and relief flooding her. "It's still hard, some days. I worry that I'll be afraid to trust. But then Shubman does these little things—things he probably doesn't even realize. And I feel like... maybe I can."
Chitra's gaze softened, and she put an arm around Kyra. "You deserve someone who makes you feel safe and excited all at once. And I think, just from the way you talk about him, he's already doing that."
