After Khushi walked away, something inside Aahan didn't explode — it just collapsed quietly.
Not loud,Not dramatic.
Just a soft, bruising realization that stayed in his throat:
"Anyone can leave me… literally anyone."
He genuinely thought Khushi would stay.
She didn't and that was the moment he stopped expecting permanence from people.
Two months passed like a dull winter
grey mornings, sleepless nights, overthinking loops he couldn't escape.
To distract himself, he revived his old group chat. New members,New memes and new jokes.
Anything to stop his brain from replaying Khushi's voice, the half-love she gave, the sudden distance, the final no
THE ENTRY — A LIKE THAT WASN'T MEANT TO HAPPEN
While promoting his group, someone liked his comment.
Just one like, No meaning and No intention.
Aahan messaged her:
"You wanna join?"
She replied:
"sorry, i liked it randomly."
And that was it.
No spark.
No interest.
He left her on seen, busy with group members and distractions.
Seven days passed.
His GC revival plan failed spectacularly.
Bored, frustrated, empty — he randomly sent her a reel.
She replied.
They introduced themselves.
She said she was going to block him because he left her on seen.
They laughed about it.
And that tiny, accidental conversation warmed something inside him for the first time in months.
They started talking daily.
Slow.
Soft.
Comfortable.
As if both were trying not to fall but doing it anyway.
The unspoken question floated between them: "What are we?"
She had walls.
He had wounds.
Neither wanted to be the first to say anything but Aahan, stubborn as always, pushed:
"Tell me your story."
So she told him.
YASH STORY
Before Aahan, Sonna had a boy in her past.
Yash.
Online talking stage.
Soft teasing.
He told her she was special.
Then she found out about his two body counts,
his half-truths,
his double life,
his habit of collecting girls like trophies.
He used her attention.
He used her innocence.
He used her loneliness.
She wasn't heartbroken, she was traumatized and that's why she didn't trust boys anymore.
Aahan who never cared about physical relationships and had 0 body count suddenly felt something he wasn't used to feeling: Responsibility.
He wanted to protect her.
He wanted to handle her heart carefully.
He didn't want to be another Yash.
They didn't say it out loud, but something clicked:
Same insecurities.
Same fears.
Same loneliness wearing confidence like a mask.
Days turned into weeks.
Reels into conversations.
Conversations into calls.
Their first call lasted 4 hours.
Her cute voice.
His stupid "khikhikhi."
Her "hehehe."
Their laughter.
Both wishing the call never ended.
Soon the calls became routine and again, the question returned:
"What are we?"
She avoided it.
He didn't.
He pushed.
Forced clarity.
Because undefined bonds scare him more than heartbreak.
They fixed a confirmation date.
She initially said no because
distance and religion felt like the same walls Khushi once built.
But in the end…
she said yes because she didn't want to loose him.
She said,"I have 100 reasons to leave you." but I won't..and just like that, they entered the honeymoon phase.
Cute texts.
Soft goodnights.
"Baby" slipping out accidentally.
Inside humour.
Butterflies.
daily calls.
Stupid smiling while typing.
For the first time in a long time…
Aahan felt chosen.
He gave everything —
100% effort, attention, love because of what he lost with Khushi, because of the girls before her, because he truly believed this one could be different.
There were fights too
mostly because Aahan didn't know how to communicate.
He'd mess up small things, spam crying emojis, beg for forgiveness.
Two months passed like this:
• 1 month situationship
• 1 month relationship
It could've become something big.
But life had other plans.
Sonna went silent for a week.
Periods,Clg,Sleep and Exhaustion.
#NeendPaglu.
Aahan understood… but his trauma didn't.
He felt unwanted again.
Randomly he downloaded Snapchat.
A random girl added him.
She had a 4 snap score- suspiciously low.
He instantly thought:
"This is Sonna testing me."
They talked like he talked with Sonna
same vibe, same energy.
Then she asked:
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
Aahan panicked.
Sonna had read receipts off on WhatsApp,
so he kept getting double tick.
He spammed her.
Asked repeatedly:
"Is this you? Are you testing me?"
Called her:
she was asleep.
The girl was actually Sonna's best friend's alt account.
But Aahan thought Sonna was messing with him.
So he said the stupidest, most damaging word: "Maybe."
Not because he wanted the girl.
Not because he was cheating.
Not because he wanted another relationship but because he genuinely thought:
"This is her fake account."
That one careless word shattered everything.
Sonna had told her friend:
"Aahan is my boyfriend."
So "maybe" felt like betrayal.
To make things worse,
Aahan in panic mode sent screenshots to Sonna's friend (the alt account), trying to "prove" himself.
She snapped:
"Don't call me baby."
Fights exploded.
Blame games.
Accusations.
Tears.
Sonna blocking him in anger.
Aahan demanding clarity he was never going to get.
And then… Breakup.
For real.
For the last time.
She blocked him everywhere.
AFTER BREAKUP
Aahan wrote her a long paragraph listing the red flags he noticed:
• She still followed Yash
• She stalked Yash
• She kept boys in her list
• She entertained attention
• After breakup, her following list skyrocketed
• She was clearly looking for new validation
• She was ready to move on way faster than him
It hurt, but it was true. (it was making him villain)
THE RETURN
A month later, Sonna came back.
Not because she wanted the relationship but because it was her ovulation phase she missed him and emotions hit harder.
She wanted to check:
"Is he still broken for me?"
And he was.
They talked again.
Called again.
Fought again.
Cried again.
For five days, it felt like the old them.
But Sonna wanted the relationship version of Aahan the one who was obsessed, clingy, soft, and giving 100% effort but he wasn't that boy anymore.
So, during one argument, tired and hurt, he said:
"Why would I sort things? Just block me."
"you hate me right?" You don't trust me?"
She did.
Again.
Without a goodbye.
WHAT THIS CHAPTER REALLY MEANS
Sonna wasn't a mistake.
She was a allignment.
A phase Aahan needed:
Someone who taught him gentle love
Someone who made him forget pain temporarily
Someone who showed him what trust looks like
Someone who proved how easy it is to lose something real
Someone who showed him he can love again after Khushi
But she wasn't meant to stay.
She came like a blessing,
turned into a lesson,
and left like a warning.
And Aahan finally understood:
"No matter how much I love… anyone can leave."
~A Story By Ayan