Chapter 3 โ
The conference room was charged with palpable tension the kind that makes even seasoned professional squirm in their charges. Nishita stood tall at one end of the room excuding authority and grace.
๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ญ
โฆ ๐๐ณ๐ก๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ She's nineteen - fierce, unapologetic, and far too familiar with the ache of being misunderstood. He's twenty-two - quiet, focused, and burdened by the weight of expectations no one ever asked if he could carry. Their worlds are different. Their paths aren't supposed to cross. But sometimes, silence recognizes silence - even in strangers. She isn't looking for love. He isn't offering any. But something lingers in the way they look at each other - like a story neither of them wants to speak out loud. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe it's recognition. Or maybe... it's something that never really had a beginning, but still aches like it already ended. This is not a love story. It's a quiet collision of two souls still healing from things they never said. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ Aspirant X Student Egoistic X Rebellious Hindu FL X Muslim ML Lovers To Strangers Teenage love X Adult reconnection Second chance romance Long distance relationship
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