The next day, Arav had a college friendsโ meet-up to attend, and he was getting ready for it in his room.
He had just stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair still slightly wet, water droplets tracing down his neck...
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Shivansh opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, Prisha closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against his. ************* It was sudden. Unpredictable. Her lips were soft but desperate-seeking safety, not just romance. His eyes widened, caught completely off guard. But he didn't stop her. Something in that moment held him frozen. He kissed her back, gently, letting her lead, letting her release all the pain she had buried. Her lips trembled, and slowly, tears began to roll down her cheeks. She broke the kiss and wrapped her arms tightly around him, sobbing softly against his chest. ************ ๊ฑแดแดสแดษชษดษข โฅ25th July 2025 โฅ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐-"๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐" All rights reserved by author_lilli
Kunal had always carried something unspoken in his heart. From the beginning, he admired Anya not in a loud or possessive way, but in a quiet, observing way. He noticed the way she smiled, the way she overthought small things, the way she loved deeply even when she pretended not to care. Somewhere along the journey, that admiration turned into love. But Kunal was never selfish about it. When Arav entered her life and Anya started finding her happiness in him, Kunal understood something important her smile mattered more than his feelings. So he chose silence. Not because his feelings were smallโฆ But because her happiness was bigger. He stayed by her side as a friend, a support, a silent witness to her love story with Arav. Even when it hurt, he never tried to interfere, never tried to pull her away, never made her feel guilty for something she didnโt even know. Because for Kunal, love meant letting go gently. And wishing her well from a distance that only he could feel. Then came Mishti. Mishti and Kunalโs meeting was not planned it was written somewhere between chance and destiny. For Mishti, it was love at first sight. The moment she saw him the boy with quiet eyes and hidden poetry something inside her just stopped. It wasnโt dramatic or loudโฆ it was simple and certain, like she already knew him from before. But for Kunal, it was different. He didnโt fall immediately. He was still carrying Anya in his heart, silently, respectfully, without expecting anything in return. And Mishti? She didnโt rush him. She didnโt force him. She just stayed. Like a soft page turning slowly in his lifeโฆ waiting for him to read her too. And unknowingly, the writer who once only wrote about othersโฆ started becoming part of his own story again. "CRUSH TO FOREVER"- New Phase, New Love.
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