I couldn’t shake the strange sensation that had been gnawing at me ever since I’d seen that message. A message I never expected, especially not from him.
Ram: Can we meet? I think we need to talk.
Just reading his name set off a storm in my chest. Ram had been my first real love, the one who had carved a place in my heart I wasn’t sure could ever be filled by anyone else. Our relationship had been so intense, a whirlwind of passion, laughter, arguments, and moments of absolute clarity. But that clarity had turned to confusion and pain in the end. He had left me, shattered me, and walked away without looking back. His departure had left me broken, and I had spent the following months desperately trying to piece myself back together. The wounds were still there, buried deep beneath the sur
