The best arrangement: Between us...
"In every lifetime, in every world, I would find you and choose you."
The envelope sat on the desk, untouched. Its edges were frayed, reflecting the decade that had passed. The handwriting on the front was unmistakable - sharp, deliberate strokes that Abhishek would recognize anywhere.
It's contents, Abhishek knew them by heart - there was not a single day he did not go through them...
For years, he had dreamed of this moment. Wondering if his Siddharth was alive. He had wanted this. A chance to ask the questions that haunt him every night.
'Why did you leave? Why did you let me think you were gone forever?'
But now, with the letter in front of him, the only thing Abhishek could think about was how Siddharth's name still had his heart racing. After all these years, after a seemingly blatant betrayal...?
Outside, the monsoon rain thundered against the window, relentless and wild. A flash of lightning illuminated the photograph pinned to the corkboard-a younger, happier Abhishek and Siddharth, arms draped around each other, without a care in the world.
The door creaked open behind him. "Papa," a soft voice called.
Abhishek turned to see Sam, now grown into the spitting image of the man he had once loved and lost.
"There's someone here to see you," Sam said.
And with that, everything Abhishek thought he had buried began to resurface...
This is a BL (Boys love) novel set in India, where the older generation is sadly a tad bit homophobic. The characters and buildings in this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons, trusts, families or companies is purely coincidental.
