"You're late," she said, arms folded, eyebrows arched. He leaned casually against the doorframe, that infuriating smile tugging at his lips. "You timed me?" "I treasured the silence before you barged in." He took a step closer, lowering his voice. "Admit it... you missed me." She rolled her eyes. "I missed not tripping over your ego." He laughed, eyes gleaming. "Funny. Your smile says otherwise." --- They were opposites-fire and mischief, silence and storms. Aarav was the chaos she claimed to hate, but secretly waited for. Aisha was the calm he never knew he needed-layered in sarcasm, stubbornness, and quiet strength. She rolled her eyes every time he teased her... But her smile? It always gave her away. And him? He lived for those moments-when her guard slipped, and her heart almost confessed what her lips never would....... ____
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