Until You Looked At Me Again | 18+

Some people become home so slowly that you don't even realize it until they're gone.

For four years, they were inseparable.

Different branches. Different classrooms. Different schedules.

Yet somehow, every crowded bus ride, every shared evening, every stolen ten-minute break between lectures always ended with them beside each other.

She loved Chai like it carried emotions in it.

He hated Chai and survived entirely on Coffee.

She talked too much.

He listened too much.

She waited for him after classes.

He saved her a seat every morning.

Everyone around them had opinions.

Girls hated how he always went back to her no matter how hard they tried to pull him away.

Boys mocked their friendship because apparently a girl and a boy could never stay "just friends."

Maybe they were right.

Because somewhere between shared bus rides, canteen fights, unfinished assignments and soft "wait for me"...
she quietly fell in love with him.

And he realized it five years, too late.

By the time he found her again, she was no longer the loud girl who fought him over Chai and stole his Coffee.

She was silent. Bruised. Broken.

And terrified of even being touched.

But some loves do not disappear with time.

Some only wait-until you look at them again.

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⚠️ CONTENT / TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

This story contains heavy and sensitive themes including:

• Physical/Emotional abuse
• Toxic family dynamics
• Forced marriage
• Trauma and PTSD
• Depression and anxiety
• Domestic violence
• Miscarriage references
• Non-consensual situations within
marriage
• Strong emotional themes
• Mature language and scenes

Reader discretion is strongly advised.

This story is intended for mature audiences and may be emotionally triggering for some readers. Please read with care and prioritize your comfort and mental well-being at all times.