A Love So True

Season 2 : Chapter 6

Hey my lovely readers , as you can see my update speed is slower than season one , because of my eye-problem . Doc advised me to limit my screen time . Thank you for having patience and supporting my stories .

I wanted to add some more in this chapter , but my mood ruined because of today's match

: )

Anyways , wish you a happy reading <3

Listen this song ( Darmiyaan ) to get better vibe .

Yash was already absent minded . As he entered the grand ballroom, his palms began to sweat as he scanned the crowded room. He tried to play it cool, but he couldn't deny the butterflies in his stomach. He was nervous, and a little excited, to finally meet Nehal.

While looking around his eyes locked onto Shubman, who mouthed a quick instruction: "Bring blue 723 file from first floor."

With Shubman's order ringing in his ears, Yash rushed towards the elevators. But in his haste, he forgot one important question: which suite number held the valuable documents?

In addition , he also forgot that Tilak told him to wait for him at the entrance as he went to park his car in the underground parking area.

Yash's mind was a mess as he stepped out of the elevator on the first floor. Shubman was deep in conversation with a powerful politician, and Yash couldn't get a clear answer on where to find the tender documents . Just as he was starting to panic, he heard the muffled sound of two male voices coming from the end of the hall. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was his colleagues waiting for him with the files.

As he walked towards the last suite room, his heart began to beat faster. Something didn't feel right. The back of one of the men looked eerily familiar. Yash's stomach twisted into knots as he got closer. The man was embracing another guy, their bodies pressed together in a tender hug.

Yash's heart sank, his eyes wide with surprise .The faces of the two men became clear, and Yash's world came crashing down. It was Nehal, wrapped in a passionate embrace with Ishan.

Their bodies seemed to melt into each other. Nehal's chin was rested on Ishan's shoulder , brows slightly furrowed and his faces etched with a deep longing. They looked like a couple separated by the cruel world , reunited after a lifetime apart. Yash felt like an outsider, a stranger witnessing a private moment that was never meant for him.

Nehal's eyes were closed, he tilted his face upwards, as if savoring the touch, his hand was getting buried in Ishan's hair. Ishan's arms were wrapped around him.

To Yash , the intimacy between them was palpable, a living, breathing thing that seemed to pulse with its own rhythm.

Ishan..... how could Yash forget about Ishan , who was Nehal's first love . Maybe Nehal still has the same feelings for Ishan .

Yash felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All he could do was stand there, frozen as he watched the man he was eager to see , hugging another person affectionately. The scene was etched into his mind like a cruel joke, a reminder that he would never be enough for Nehal when Ishan is still present around him .

As Yash watched, Ishan didn't just let Nehal hug him - he seemed completely at ease in his arms. They stood together, wrapped in a warm embrace. On the other hand , in the ballroom. Shubman was busy entertaining the guests, oblivious to their secret meeting.

It looked like they had just stepped out of a suite room, sharing a quiet moment before saying their goodbyes. Yash's mind was racing - what was going on between them? Why were they meeting in secret?