"Rachit's point of view,"
The snow-covered mountains have always brought me joy every time I visit Shimla, but this is the first time that it is bringing me sadness instead.
I had entirely forgotten that Riya was sleeping on my shoulder on the bus and that our intimacy was merely for my fantasy.
Riya belongs to someone else. As soon as I woke up in the morning, she cleared up my confusion.
She didn't resist even while I was holding her hand in the morning. She didn't protest our proximity, even after I stopped her from falling off the bus.
Everything was going well until Riya's phone rang with Harsh's call. I'm not sure why I was upset when Riya told him she loved him in front of me. There is no harm in their expressing their love for one another, as I know they are both c
