delicate_nightquills
"She mistook attention for affection,
and paid for it with her heart."
Three years away from Calicut taught Aishwarya Vishwanath how to breathe without asking for permission. Now, she returns-not as the girl who left, but as a woman who has mastered the art of solitary, financially independent living.
She arrives with a mission: to lead dance and music workshops for the Keralite Association. She expects the rhythm of art and the warmth of nostalgia. Instead, she is met with the suffocating weight of traditions she no longer recognizes. Her brothers, once her protectors, have become silent enforcers of the patriarchy that carves deep, unnoticeable scars into her childhood home.
Aishwarya tells herself she is detached. Unbothered. A stranger to her own past.
But Calicut does what it does best.
Through the laughter of her students, fate forces a confrontation with Amal Shekhar Varma. He was once her safest place, the boy who texted first and became her world. To Aishwarya, it was a first love, but to Amal, she was merely the bridge to reach her female best friend, Siya, a rising Instagram influencer he secretly admired.
Now, as the music plays and the old streets of Calicut close in, Aishwarya must navigate the wreckage of a heartbreak she thought she'd outrun. It is a story of return and restraint-and a love that waits in the shadows until it finally demands to be felt.