_MissClumsy_
Arjun had a routine where dreams don't exist anymore. Coffee, work, gym, home, either simple dinner or a takeaway. His life was regular. A timetable. A routine. He exists. A good job, A great apartment and community of people. But he felt empty.
A dream of owning a start-up sinked before it could even float. It also sank his love majorly because of his fault. He's now left with regrets, memories and her old Dupatta.
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Varsha wasn't the same as she was five years ago. She was loving, caring, romantic and passionate until one day Arjun labelled her love as a prison and the relationship as a burden. She walked away without turning back.
Now in a cruel twist of fate, they're now the next door neighbours. She has nothing to do with him and he wants to mend the broken bridges.