Later that night, as Meera lay in bed, she replayed their conversations in her head. Reyansh had always been an important part of her life, and now that he was back, she couldn’t imagine letting him go again. But the fear of the unknown gnawed at her, the years of silence still hanging between them.
She knew that they both had changed—that the ten years apart had shaped them into different people. But some part of her still hoped that the bond they had as children could be rekindled, even stronger than before.
Meera closed her eyes, allowing herself to dream of a future where she and Reyansh could finally be honest with each other, where the shadows of the past no longer lingered, and where they could build something new—together.
But for now, she had to wait. The truth, she knew, was coming, but what it would bring with it was still unknown.
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**Chapter 17: The Meeting That Never Happened**
The next morning, as Meera woke, her phone buzzed again. It was Reyansh.
**"Can we meet today?"** the message read.
Her heart leaped. This was it—the moment she had been waiting for. She quickly typed back, agreeing to meet him at the same hill where she had spent her lonely birthday the year before.
But as the day unfolded, an unexpected storm rolled in. Dark clouds gathered, and rain began to pour, as if nature itself was determined to keep them apart. Meera watched from her window, her heart sinking as the rain continued to fall, making it impossible to meet.
She typed out another message: **"I guess the storm has other plans. Can we reschedule?"**
Reyansh replied almost instantly: **"Yes, definitely. I’m not giving up this time, Meera. We’ll make this happen."**
And so, they waited—both for the storm to pass, and for the past to finally give way to whatever the future held for them.