As weeks turned into months, their conversations became deeper.
Sometimes they would fall silent in the middle of a call.
Yet the silence never felt uncomfortable.
One afternoon they met after a long time at a small café.
They talked and laughed like old friends.
But beneath their smiles was something unspoken.
Rohit looked at her and said gently,
"You're still the same… just a little quieter."
Diya looked outside the window.
"Not everything can be shared with everyone."
In that quiet moment, both of them sensed it.
An invisible pull had begun to exist between them.