The next day, everyone spent more time together, exploring the resort, taking pictures, and enjoying the fleeting moments of their short trip. Aryan and Anaya found themselves together more often, and though they didn’t talk as much, there was a quiet understanding between them.
As the day came to an end, it was time for Aryan’s family to return to London. They gathered at the entrance to say their goodbyes. The goodbyes were quick and cheerful, but there was an unspoken sadness between Aryan and Anaya, as though they both knew this trip had been a turning point. Anaya noticed that Aryan looked at her one last time before turning to leave.
Later that evening, Anaya’s phone buzzed with notifications from the family w******p group. People had uploaded photos from the trip, and Anaya scrolled through them casually. But then she noticed something strange—there were several candid photos of her, photos she didn’t remember anyone taking. Her parents hadn't taken them, and neither had her sister. They were beautifully shot, almost as though someone had been quietly watching her throughout the trip.
Aryan? she thought, but decided to let it go, telling herself it was just her imagination.