wanderingamythst
Some pasts do not stay buried. They wait.
Aarohi Mehta has built her life on precision, control, and emotional distance. As a top medical student, she knows how to fix what is broken. Bones, blood, bodies. People are predictable that way.
Until one night, a patient walks in with a name that should not mean anything.
Arjun.
Calm. Unreadable. Familiar in a way that feels less like memory and more like a warning.
He does not remember her.
But she cannot shake the feeling that he should.
As their paths keep crossing, buried truths begin to surface. Fractured childhood memories. Unanswered questions. A past that refuses to stay silent. The more Aarohi tries to stay detached, the deeper she is pulled into a connection that feels both dangerous and inevitable.
Because some people do not enter your life by accident.
And some names were never meant to be forgotten.