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37. Overthinking.

N A K S H A T R A

The silence between us had grown unbearable. For weeks now, I had been retreating to my room every night, even though it hurt. The moment I heard his footsteps near the door, I could feel him approaching. But I couldn't bear it anymore. I couldn’t bear the idea of him coming to sleep beside me when his mind, his heart, was so clearly elsewhere.

I avoided him at all costs. Even when he would come by to talk, I would make excuses to leave early, disappearing into my room, away from him. I couldn't look at him without the ache of knowing that, despite everything we once shared, I wasn’t enough for him anymore.

Then came that day. That day when his persistence broke through my walls. He came to me, his questions spilling out one after another, his voice thick with frustration. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. It was like the dam broke, and I couldn’t stop the flood of emotions.

I turned to face him, my heart pounding in my chest. "Go to that Khushi," I screamed, the words exploding from my lips like venom. "I was sleeping alone, every single night. You didn’t come... despite knowing how much I need you. Despite knowing I have scopophobia!" My voice cracked as the hurt poured out. "I tried so hard, Adhwit... so hard to get your attention. But it was never enough. It was never enough for you."

Tears burned at the corner of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall, not in front of him, not like this. I stood there, shaking, as the reality of the distance between us finally hit me full force.

I waited, breathless and on edge, hoping that this time, he would finally hear me.

As my words hung in the air, raw and full of pain, I saw the look in his eyes change. There was a momentary flicker of regret, something softer, maybe guilt, that I hadn’t seen in so long. He stepped forward, his hand reaching out to touch my arm, but I flinched, pulling away.

"Don't," I whispered, my voice fragile, even though every part of me just wanted to collapse into him. I was so tired of feeling neglected, of being invisible to the person I thought I meant the most to.

Adhwit didn’t let me pull away for long, though. He stepped closer again, his hand more insistent this time, his touch almost pleading. "Nakshatra," he murmured softly, "I... I didn’t realize how much I was hurting you. I never wanted to make you feel this way, I swear."

His voice was low, soft, and full of regret. I could see it in his eyes—he truly hadn’t understood how much his indifference had affected me. "I was so caught up with everything going on, with my own distractions... I never saw that you needed me. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry."

I felt the tears sting my eyes, and before I could stop myself, they fell, one by one, breaking free like a river finally released. "You were never there when I needed you," I choked out, unable to hold back anymore. "I needed you, Adhwit... and you were always too busy with her, with everything else."

His hand gently cupped my face, his thumb brushing away the tears as his other arm wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest. I let myself lean into him, despite the hurt. Despite everything that had happened, I needed this. I needed to feel him close.

"I know, baby," he whispered against my hair, his voice thick with emotion. "I know I messed up, and I can't change that... but I swear, I’ll make it right. I’ll be here for you. You don’t have to do this alone."

I inhaled shakily, pressing my cheek against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. It was comforting, but also a reminder of how much had been lost. "I don’t know if I can believe you anymore," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He pulled me back slightly, looking down at me with soft eyes. "I’ll show you, Nakshatra. I’ll prove it to you. I promise."

I nodded slowly, not sure if I could fully trust him again, but for now, I allowed myself to be comforted, to let him hold me like he used to, hoping that maybe, just maybe, this time things could be different.

He held me close, his hand gently stroking my hair, as if trying to reassure me that he was there for me, even though I wasn’t sure if I could ever feel the same way again. My thoughts were clouded with a mix of emotions—betrayal, hurt, longing, and a desperate need to believe in him again. But I couldn’t just forget the countless nights I spent alone, waiting for him, hoping he would come back to me.

"I’m so sorry," he whispered again, his voice thick with sincerity. "I know it’s going to take time, but I’ll do whatever it takes to make you feel safe again. You don’t have to go through this alone, Nakshatra. You never should’ve felt like you had to."

I pulled back slightly, lifting my eyes to meet his. There was a vulnerability in his gaze that I hadn’t seen in so long. A part of me wanted to believe him, to give in to the comfort he was offering, but another part of me was still so angry, so broken by everything that had happened. I wanted to scream at him, to demand answers, to ask why he let it get this far.

But I didn’t. Instead, I let out a shaky breath and nodded, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don’t know if I can forget what happened, Adhwit. I don’t know if I can ever trust you the way I did before."

He nodded too, his grip tightening around me, as if holding on for dear life. "I don’t expect you to forget. I don’t deserve your trust yet. But I’ll keep proving myself to you, Nakshatra. I promise I will."

The sincerity in his words lingered in the air, and for a moment, I let myself believe in him again. Just for a moment. I didn’t know what the future held for us, but right now, I needed to be held. I needed to feel like I wasn’t completely alone in this. So, I let myself lean into him once more, closing my eyes, feeling the warmth of his body against mine, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat a reminder that, for now, we were here. Together.

But I knew this was only the beginning. We had a long way to go, and I wasn’t sure if I could ever fully heal from the wounds he had caused. But for now, I allowed myself to be comforted, hoping that maybe, just maybe, this time, things could be different.

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