The soft sound of rain continued to echo outside the room, creating a soothing yet melancholic rhythm. Veer's gray eyes locked with Aarohi's hazel ones, the air between them heavy with unsaid words and emotions. Her heart tightened, the hope in her chest wavering as he stayed silent. Aarohi's lips pressed into a thin line, and she averted her gaze, thinking to herself, He's not going to tell me again... Why does he always shut me out?

Just as her thoughts began to spiral, Veer slowly leaned in, his movement deliberate and sure. His lips hovered inches away from hers, and her heart raced wildly, as if trying to break free from her chest. Before she could process, his lips brushed hers in a slow, soft kiss. Aarohi's breath hitched as her body responded to his touch, warmth spreading through her.