At first, Arjun didn't care.
"She'll text back," he thought.
"She always does."
But she didn't.
Days passed.
No calls.
No messages.
No waiting girl at the café.
For the first time, Arjun felt the emptiness.
He started noticing things—
No one cared for him the way Riya did.
No one reminded him to eat.
No one stayed awake just to listen to his bad day stories.
The girls he partied with were just… friends.
But Riya?
She was home.
He went back to their old chat messages.
Read her sweet texts.
Her long paragraphs.
Her "Did you reach home safely?" messages.
And suddenly, he understood.
He hadn't lost her.
He had taken her for granted.