๐พ๐ฑ๐๐ด๐๐๐ธ๐
๐ด ๐ป๐พ๐
๐ดโค๏ธโ๐ฅโจ
๐ผ ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐.
๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐ค๐ค๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ค ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฃ๐๐จ-
๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ค ๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ-
๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ,
๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐,
๐๐ฃ๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ค๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ง.
๐๐๐ซโจ๐
๐ผ๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐จ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ-
๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ฉ.
๐๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฎ.
๐๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ก๐.
๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข.
๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ๐ช๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ข-
๐ฌ๐๐ค๐ก๐.
๐๐ฆข๐โจ๐
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Vaidehi: โBhaiya, ek plate pani puri.โ
She said it like an orderโcrisp, confident, unquestionable.
Ayaan: โBhaiya, ek nahiโฆ do plates.โ
His deep voice came from behind, casual yet deliberate.
She turnedโand there he was.
Grinning.
Vaidehi: โOh? Toh Mr. Hygiene bhi pani puri khaate hain, huh?โ
Her lips curved slightly, voice dipped in teasing mockery.
Ayaan: โYeahhhโฆโ
He dragged the word, rolling his eyes.
โShocking, I know.โ
The air was thick with the scent of rain-soaked earthโmitti ki khushbooโblending with the tangy spice of street food.
A humid breeze brushed past them, playful and uninvited, lifting loose strands of hair, making them dance carelessly.
Soft golden light spilled across the street, touching their facesโeverything glowing faintly under the after-rain sky.
A little too perfect.
A little too easy.
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Not far awayโ
Vihaan stood beside a pillar, half-hidden, half-present.
Watching.
His hands slipped into his pockets, shoulders slightly slouchedโas if even standing straight felt like effort.
His gaze didnโt move from her.
Vihaan: โMain aisa kya karunโฆ ki aapko bhi mera pyaar dikhai de?โ
The words barely left his lips. Rough.
Tired. Almostโฆ defeated.
The rain had stopped.
The world had softened.
But nothingโ
nothing quieted the storm inside him.
His dull eyes lifted briefly toward the faint rainbow stretching across the skyโcolors blooming wide against the fading orange horizon.
Beautiful.
Distant.
Untouchable.
Just like her.
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