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𝖨𝗌𝗁𝖺 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗌 , 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗍 , 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇 . 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗓𝗓𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗌 , 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 , 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗒

“𝗘𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗩𝗶𝗲𝘄?” a deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝖨𝗌𝗁𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍, 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 , 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒'𝗌 𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾 . 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 ---- 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽.

“𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 ," 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 , 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 , 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍 .

“You don’t look like the type who enjoys this kind of spectacle.”

Isha’s heart raced, but she kept her composure. " 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 ," she replied, her voice calm, even though she could feel the pulse of his stare. " Not everyone needs to be swept up in the extravagance"

Vedant raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You...You are different ."

"I am not here to impress," she said softly, her gaze moving over the crowd, unwilling to make eye contact for too long. "I don't belong in places like these"

"And yet " , he said, stepping closer, " Here you are " He watched her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. “Tell me, what makes you so sure you don’t belong?”

Isha’s breath caught in her throat. She could feel the pull of his presence, the weight of his scrutiny, and for a moment, she wasn’t sure what to say. She had never been someone who felt the need to explain herself to anyone—until now.

“I prefer the quiet,” she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. “The noise of this world—it’s too much for me.”

Vedant was silent for a moment, as if pondering her words. Then, with a smile that barely reached his eyes, he spoke. “Perhaps the quiet is what I need, too.”

And for the briefest of moments, Isha wondered if she had just stepped into a world she didn’t understand, a world where quiet was something dangerous, and where the man standing before her had secrets that could destroy everything she thought she knew about herself.

But there was something in his eyes—something that suggested he, too, was searching for something more. Something beyond the wealth, the power, the endless noise.

And she wasn’t sure, but for the first time in a long time, she felt a connection to him. Something that pulled her in, despite all the reasons she should walk away.

Before she could stop herself, she whispered, “Then maybe… maybe we’re both in the wrong place.”

Vedant studied her, his gaze darkening as if he’d understood exactly what she meant. And in that moment, amidst the glittering crowd, they both felt the weight of their shared isolation, their loneliness, and the strange possibility of something unexpected.

Something that could change everything.

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