Days had melted into each other, warm like the late winter sun. In the quiet corners of the world, away from the chaos they once faced, Anubhav and Haseena had started living like husband and wife — not out of duty, but out of habit. Their mornings began with tea and uniforms, and evenings ended in each other’s arms, tangled in silence, sighs, and unsaid feelings.

Anubhav couldn’t stop loving her.