Rudaraksh stood at the door, adjusting his tie, ready to leave for the office. As he glanced towards Aarohi, who was busy gathering her bag for college, his eyes froze on her. She looked effortlessly beautiful in her casual jeans and top, her hair cascading around her face like a soft halo. For a moment, he forgot everything—the ticking clock, the world outside.

Unable to resist, he approached her. Aarohi, oblivious to his gaze, flinched slightly when he gently touched her arm. Turning towards him, her curious eyes met his, only to be greeted with a warm, genuine smile.