𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ♡ (Under Editing)

| CHAPTER 54 |

The one thing that has always made me happy is my academic performance. I have always poured my heart and soul into studying, striving for top marks.

Why? Because I want my parents to be proud of me and say, "You’ve done a great job."

The past few months have been a full rollercoaster ride—board exams, results, and my entrance exam.

Damn it was such a tiring phase. But I did achieve a good marks.

And the happiness I felt when I secured admission into a decent medical college was indescribable.

I worked tirelessly for this moment, sacrificing sleep, no extra talks, i dod even meet Vihaan that much, we just had small talks during our study breaks kr sometime to fresh our mind we have a long night walk together, and isolating myself just to focus on my studies. Only I know how difficult those months were—locked in my room, revising and practicing endlessly.

But when my relatives congratulated me, their words stung, "It must have been easy for you," they said.

Easy? If only they knew about the sleepless nights, the constant stress, and the anxiety attacks. I don’t know why I take so much stress over exams, but sometimes, I feel weak for not being able to handle it better. I don't why my anxiety attacks become frequent during my exams, I took a lot of stress that sometimes it becomes too much and I had to take medicines to control my anxiety issues.

The only person who truly understood what I was going through was my bhai. My parents still don't know about this and i think i won't be able to tell them.

He was my pillar of strength, the one who handled everything when I couldn't. He always reassured me, saying, "You are not weak. You’ve handled so much. You’re stronger than you think."

Even Vihaan seemed to sense that something was wrong, though I never told him. He could tell just by the way I responded to his messages.

At that time, I was in Mumbai. My parents and Kunal bhai had to leave for a medical camp after an accident occurred, and I was left alone.

Usually, I could manage, but that day, my anxiety hit hard. I didn’t want to be around anyone or let Vihaan see me in such a vulnerable state. So, I convinced my father to let me go to Mumbai early for my entrance exam preparation, hoping that being with Dadu and breathing in the fresh air would help calm my mind.

My bhai did constant check ups, the stress was too much and it was too sudden for me. I didn’t call Vihaan for a whole day, only sending him a brief text. I knew that if I heard his voice, I would break down. But Vihaan, being Vihaan, saw right through me.

How does he always know?

He insisted that I call him, even threatening to come over if I didn’t. And knowing how crazy my chimpanzee is, I had no choice but to call—because I knew he would actually come over here.