Night.
Ayaan asleep.
The house quiet.
Ananya stood on the balcony.
Aarav joined her.
Like always.
"You're thinking again," he said.
She smiled slightly.
"Not too much this time."
A pause.
"Just… us."
Aarav's heartbeat quickened.
"And what about us?"
She turned to him.
Slowly.
Carefully.
"We start again."
Silence.
His breath caught.
"From the beginning?"
She nodded.
"No past. No pain."
A pause.
"Just… now."
Aarav stepped closer.
His voice softer than ever.
"I can do that."
Her heart raced.
"So can I."
The distance between them disappeared.
Slowly.
Naturally.
This time—
No interruptions.
No fear.
Just choice.
And as Aarav gently pulled her closer—
Their lips finally met.
Soft.
Real.
Long overdue.
Not rushed.
Not desperate.
Just… right.
And for the first time in years—
Nothing came between them.