The Echo between us

This time I heard his name from someone else's mouth, it wasn't the way I expected.

"Dhvani, meet my son ...Atharv. Tomorrow he'll come to pick you up." His mother said it so casually, as if she wasn't detonating a landmine right under my feet.

He stood by the car door-leaning against the frame, half-shadowed, half-smirking-like he already knew everything I was trying to hide.
Like he remembered us
Like he remembered watching.

Our eyes met for a second too long... the same second that once started everything and ruined everything in between.

A situationship that never had a name.
A connection that never died, only went quiet.
A boy who was never mine, but somehow still felt like a wound I couldn't stop touching.

And now we were here, again-
his mother pushing us toward each other,
the universe laughing,
and him... saying my name like he had been waiting.

"Hey , Dhvani ?"

As if this time, something would actually begin or End!!