25-06-2025, 01:22 AM
Meghana read his message twice, then curled her legs to the side and leaned into the headboard.
Her thumb hovered over the keyboard, heart heavy.
Meghana (8:48 PM)
She didn’t talk to me all day. Not even during dinner.
She barely looked at me.
She doesn’t hate me, Meghana told herself.
But maybe right now, she doesn’t know how to love me either.
Abhi leaned forward, elbows on knees.
He hadn’t been able to stop replaying the morning.
Varnika’s silence, her Uber, the glance she didn’t give him.
Abhi (8:49 PM)
She took an Uber to university.
Didn’t tell me until she got into the cab.
He paused. Then added:
I felt… shut out.
It was rare for him to admit that.
But this wasn’t about ego.
It was about a thread that had snapped in silence.
Meghana closed her eyes briefly.
She remembered Varnika's face that morning, the coolness in her voice, the backpack between them.
Meghana (8:51 PM)
She’s hurt. I can feel it.
Even though she said she doesn’t mind… I think what she saw this morning shook her more than she expected.
She bit her lip after typing.
It hurt to say it.
But it would hurt more to pretend it wasn’t true.
Abhi (8:53 PM)
It wasn’t just what she saw.
It was what it confirmed.
He paused, then added:
A part of her might have always wondered. But today, she knew.*
And maybe, he thought, I should’ve known this would happen.
Meghana (8:56 PM)
Yes.
And I didn’t prepare her for that.
She came into our lives so unexpectedly, and I… I let things unfold without boundaries.
The words came slowly. Her thumbs hovered, deleting, retyping.
She had always prided herself on being measured.
But with Abhi, with Varnika, she hadn’t measured.
She had felt.
Her thumb hovered over the keyboard, heart heavy.
Meghana (8:48 PM)
She didn’t talk to me all day. Not even during dinner.
She barely looked at me.
She doesn’t hate me, Meghana told herself.
But maybe right now, she doesn’t know how to love me either.
Abhi leaned forward, elbows on knees.
He hadn’t been able to stop replaying the morning.
Varnika’s silence, her Uber, the glance she didn’t give him.
Abhi (8:49 PM)
She took an Uber to university.
Didn’t tell me until she got into the cab.
He paused. Then added:
I felt… shut out.
It was rare for him to admit that.
But this wasn’t about ego.
It was about a thread that had snapped in silence.
Meghana closed her eyes briefly.
She remembered Varnika's face that morning, the coolness in her voice, the backpack between them.
Meghana (8:51 PM)
She’s hurt. I can feel it.
Even though she said she doesn’t mind… I think what she saw this morning shook her more than she expected.
She bit her lip after typing.
It hurt to say it.
But it would hurt more to pretend it wasn’t true.
Abhi (8:53 PM)
It wasn’t just what she saw.
It was what it confirmed.
He paused, then added:
A part of her might have always wondered. But today, she knew.*
And maybe, he thought, I should’ve known this would happen.
Meghana (8:56 PM)
Yes.
And I didn’t prepare her for that.
She came into our lives so unexpectedly, and I… I let things unfold without boundaries.
The words came slowly. Her thumbs hovered, deleting, retyping.
She had always prided herself on being measured.
But with Abhi, with Varnika, she hadn’t measured.
She had felt.
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