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Roohi's POV

"Lucky?? Why do you let him get away with it?” Gauravi asked me once, her sharp eyes missing nothing.

“Because he’s Vihan,” I replied, as if that explained everything.

In a way, it did. Gauravi rolled her eyes and said, "You have lost it. Don't give so much importance to him; he is already very high headed. I guess they deserve each other. But I don't want her to be part of our group. I will punch Vihan if he ever includes her in our group."

After a few more words of meaningless ranting, she asked me to come out.

" I need to use the washroom; you go, I will join you in five minutes. Er... I think I should call one of my brothers; he would come here to pick me up. She didn't want me to leave so early but I wanted to go so she hugged me and went out.

But when the door clicked shut, the tears I had been holding back finally fell, silent and unstoppable. It wasn’t just about the kiss or Kavya—it was the harsh realization that Vihan would never see me the way I saw him. I was his shadow, his confidant, his friend. Nothing more.

I washed my face, cleaned it, tied my hair in a messy ponytail, and went out of there. I didn't want Vihan or Mihir to see me in that mood as Mihir was very sensitive, and we kind of understood each other; I didn't want him to see me like this. He would understand what I was going through as I knew that he had feelings for Gauravi just like I had for Vihan.

I called Raj bhai to come and pick me up. He was surprised when I called him as it was too early for the party to end, but I told him that I was not feeling well. He said he would be there in ten minutes.

I was waiting for Bhai to come when Mihir and Vihan came to find me.

"Hey, why are you standing here? Where have you been? I was looking for you." Vihan said.

"I am not feeling well, so I called Raj bhai; I am going home," I said, and both of them looked concerned all of a sudden.

"Roohi, are you alright?" Mihir asked me looking into my eyes.

"Just got a severe headache because of the loud music," I said looking away.

"Why didn't you tell me if you were not feeling well, I would have taken care of you. You don't have a fever." Vihan touched my forehead. I looked at him and saw that his lips had a shade of pink lip color.

I felt another pang of pain. I averted my eyes again. And removed his hand.

" Just a headache. You both please enjoy the party. Bhai will be here any minute."

"Why did you call him? I will drop you home..." Vihan said.

" No thanks, I can't be so unfair to all the girls present here. Go and enjoy the party and the attention of all those silly girls. "

" I can drop you. " Mihir said and before I could reply, bhai stopped his car in front of us. I didn't want Bhai to see the traces of the lip gloss of that girl on Vihan's face and give him another chance to tell me to stay away from him. So I rushed to him saying bye to Mihir and Vihan.

" Are you alright, Roohi?" Bhai touched my forehead and cheek.

" Just a severe headache because of the very loud music. " I said and turned my face away from him. He nodded.

We reached home, he gave me medicine, and I rushed to my room.

For the whole night, I kept staring at the ceiling, the image of them kissing replaying in my mind like a cruel loop. My chest ached with a pain so deep it felt physical. For the first time, I considered letting go of the dream I had clung to for so many years.

But as much as it hurt, I couldn’t. Not yet.

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The memory shifted again, this time to a quieter moment. I recalled being sixteen, sitting on the rooftop during a power outage while our families were having dinner together. The city lights twinkled in the distance, and for once, Vihan was quiet.

“Do you ever wonder what the future will be like?” he asked suddenly, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it.

I glanced at him, surprised. “Sometimes.”

“Do you think we’ll still be friends?”

His question caught me off guard, but I nodded. “Of course.” though I wanted us to be more than just friends, I could not voice it.

He smiled then, and for a moment, it felt like the world had shrunk to just the two of us.

My feelings for him had shifted long ago, growing into something deeper. I felt a bit awkward and was a bit embarrassed once I accepted it myself. As it is, I have taken a step back and avoided him a bit after that incident last week. But he had not realized it till now.

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