moondust_scribbler
They grew up together in the hills of Himachal : Eshita Sengupta, Aarav Desai nd Ishan Solanki.
Three souls from different worlds, bound by childhood, undone by love.
Eshita was the laughter that filled the valleys, the calm before every storm.
Aarav was her anchor :quiet, steadfast, always there when the world tilted.
Ishan was the fire she couldn't look away from : wild, impulsive, alive.
Together, they were inseparable... until love decided otherwise.
Now the hills whisper their names like an old, unfinished story.
No one knows what truly happened : who stayed, who left, who broke first.
Maybe she chose.
Maybe she couldn't.
Maybe love, in the end, chose for them all.
The truth is a matter of heart.
And the choice , is yours.