Abhimanyu
Subhiâs words lingered in my mind long after she spoke them.
"Because you matter to me. And Iâm not leaving."
I wasnât sure when the walls I had built around myself started crumbling, but right now, standing beside her, I didnât feel the need to rebuild them.
The silence between us wasnât uncomfortableâit was grounding. Like a pause between heartbeats, like the space between breaths. A quiet understanding.
She had this way of making the chaos in my mind feel⦠manageable. Like I wasnât drowning alone anymore.
âAbhi?â
Her voice pulled me back. I turned to look at her, finding her eyes already on meâwarm, steady, unwavering.
âLetâs do something,â she said suddenly.
I raised an eyebrow. âDo what?â
She hesitated, then smiled. âSomething that makes you feel alive.â
Alive.
For so long, I had been trapped in my own mind, weighed down by things I couldnât change, memories I couldnât escape. The idea of doing somethingâanythingâjust for the sake of feeling alive felt⦠unfamiliar. But right now, I wanted to follow wherever she led me.
âLike what?â I asked.
Her eyes lit up. âCome on, youâll see.â
Before I could question her further, she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me forward. The way she movedâso full of life, so effortlessly brightâit made something in my chest ache.
I let her drag me along, her laughter filling the space between us. And for the first time in a long time, I let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, things could be okay.
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