Anonymous Pov:

When I saw him walk out of her house in a rush, anger boiled deep within me. Luckily I was hidden from his sight, so he wouldn't suspect anything unusual. So this was what he meant when he said he was going to meet a friend? A girl friend? I knew I should have trusted him and let him go. After all, we were grown up adults who knew right from wrong.

But my mind didn't let me do so. Or maybe it was just the way I was made. I just always had to know his whereabouts. I needed to know. So I followed him stealthily like a stalker. And my instincts were right in this case, since he was at a girl's house. 

What was he doing there? Who was she? I HAD to find out.  I couldn't afford having anyone come in the way of what we had. It was too precious to lose.

That's when I had an idea. I waited behind the bushes till I heard her leave the house on her scooter.

When I was sure she was a certain distance away, I crept out of my hiding spot. I decided that I had to put that girl in her place. So I did the only thing I thought was possible then. I took a paper from my purse, hurriedly scribbled a note and slipped it under her door before I left.

Poor girl.  She was going to be thoroughly confused. And hopefully,  threatened.

Ved's Pov:

I don't know what came over me in her house. That rush of intense emotion was something I hadn't felt in a long while. I know I shouldn't have listened to her when she asked me to kiss her. It seemed like it had slipped out from her subconscious and she had regretted uttering that sentence, but it had lit up the energy levels of my hormones.

I had honestly always considered her as a friend but something inside me changed the moment I laid my eyes on her. It was as if God was reminding me about how much I missed when I was away from her. I had suddenly remembered all our childhood days and how close we had been. We were inseparable. We were the kind of friends who were mistaken to be siblings. The kind of bond we shared had been extremely special and I wondered how its strength had diminished over the years.

I wouldn't say we hadn't kept in touch.  After I moved away to London for my higher studies, we hardly saw each other except through Skype. But we were still close since we spoke on the phone everyday.

We would exchange conversation about the friends we made and the things we studied in college. Often,  she would tell me about the various animals she nursed,  the problems and ailments they had and the happiness she felt after treating them.  Even without looking at her,  I could always tell when she had a bright smile on her face from the excitement in her voice, when she described every detail. I was very happy that she was happy. Somehow I had always thought that she would find it hard to cope without me because she had been pretty dependant on me in our childhood. But she had managed to make a good set of friends in college and had learnt to be independent. I was indeed,  proud of her.

Even though I appeared on the outside to be extremely strong, I was a very sensitive person.  And I badly missed her every single day. Whenever I had the urge to see her,  I would Skype,  and the smile that lit up her face when I greeted her had always been enough to brighten up my mood.

Then when we started working,  we both became busy with our lives and found it extremely hard to keep in touch.  Our calls reduced to once in a week and then once in a month and then occasionally.

Seeing her again, brought back all those moments and memories in a rush. And some hidden feelings I never knew existed.

It was wrong. Really wrong. I couldn't afford to indulge in these feelings now. Not when I was unavailable.

That thought suddenly made me feel guilty. How could I afford to go so out of line?

I didn't want to leave just like that. Her shocked and dazed look made me feel like I was the big bad Wolf. I knew it was extremely rude, since I was the one who decided to come and voluntarily pay her a visit. And especially, since she was my friend and I cared for her. But if I had stayed longer,  I don't know what I would have done.

  I was definitely not myself. It was kind of overwhelming. I felt like an alien had taken over my body and was controlling my actions. Every single moment, every single brush of my lips against her skin seemed foreign. But the euphoria that accompanied it was definitely real. Though my body was giving me signs to continue,  a red light flashing in my brain was telling me to stop.  And for once, my brain won the battle against my heart.

Even if she refused to talk to me later,  it was probably worth it. It wasn't fair to lead her on. Leaving seemed like the best option then. So I did just that.

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Heya everybody!

How are you all??

So how was it? I hope it at least cleared some of the confusion about why Ved left.

And are you still confused about the mystery note sender?  Don't worry,
even Mridhula is.

Sorry for the short chapter. Next one may be longer.

Hope you liked reading it.

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Harshini :)