As he gathered his things and prepared to head home, Dayyan wondered how he would navigate this newfound interest in Natasha while maintaining the deep appreciation he had for Fariya. It was a delicate balance, one that required thought and care.
With a final glance at his phone, Dayyan made a mental note to reach out to Natasha again, hoping to continue their conversations and explore the possibility of something more. For now, though, he would head home, reflect on the day, and prepare for the new dynamics that lay ahead.
As Dayyan returned home that evening, he was carrying the lunch box Fariya had handed him that morning, still full and untouched. It was a rare sight; he had always cherished Fariya’s homemade meals, and it was unusual for him to return with a full lunch box. The weig
