If Only I Said It First

Kriti has always known how to survive.

She learned it in quiet rooms where no one had time to notice tears. She learned it in classrooms where she felt smaller than everyone else. She learned it in silence.
Then she found something she never thought she would have.
A home.
A family.
And a person who felt like safety.

Dhruv was never loud in her life. He was simply there. Steady. Certain. Unshakable.

Years later, she still has everything she once prayed for.
A successful career.
A house filled with familiar voices.

But some silences grow heavier with time.
Some names linger in the spaces between heartbeats.
And sometimes love is not loud or dramatic.

Sometimes it is quiet. Patient. Waiting.
Waiting to be chosen.
Waiting to be understood.
Waiting to be returned.

In a life that once felt borrowed, Kriti must face a question she never thought she would ask:

How long can you hold on to something...
before you realize you were the only one holding?

-Rosie ❤️‍🔥