No more running
Author's pov-
Divya didn't wait.
The moment she decided, she grabbed her phone and texted purv.
She watched the screen, heart hammering in her chest. The message was delivered, but there was no reply.
Still nothing.
Frustration bubbled inside her. She wasn't going to let him shut her out. Not this time.
Without thinking, she grabbed her jacket and rushed out of her room. She had an idea of where he might be.
---------------------------------------------------
The night air was cold against her skin as she walked towards the parking lot near the campus-the same place he always went when he needed space.
And there he was.
Leaning against his car, staring at nothing. A cigarette dangled from his fingers, it's glow flickering in the darkness.
Her chest tightened at the sight. He look exhausted. Lost.
But she wasn't here to pity him.
She was here for the truth.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward. "Purv."
His head snapped up, eyes widening slightly before his expression hardened. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," she shot back.
Purv sighed, rubbing his face.
"Divya, not now."
"No," she said firmly, stepping closer. "Not this time. No more avoiding me, purv. No more running."
His jaw clenched. "I'm not-"
"You are," she cut him off. "Everytime something happens, you shut me out. You leave without a word. And I'm tired of it."
He exhaled sharply, looking away. "It's not that simple."
"Yes, it is." Her voice was softer now, but insistent. "Talk to me, purv. Tell me what happened with vaani."
His entire body stiffened.
Divya swallowed. "I know there's more to it than what you told me before. And I know it still haunts you."
He didn't respond.
"Please," she whispered.
For a long moment, there was nothing but silence.
Then, finally, he spoke.
"I loved her," he admitted, voice low. "I loved her more than anything."
Divya's chest ached at the rawness in his tone, but she stayed quiet, letting him continue.
"But I ruined it," he went on, his hands balling into fists. "I let my anger control me. I lost her because of it."
Divya reached for his hand. "That wasn't your fault, purv."
He flinched but didn't pull away. "Wasn't it?" He let out a bitter laugh. "I broke someone's nose because I thought she was cheating. I didn't listen. I didn't trust her. And because of that, I lost her forever."
"You made a mistake," divya said gently. "But you're not that person anymore."
Purv shook his head. "You don't understand, divya. I still have that anger inside me. I still lose control."
She squeezed his hand. "But you're trying, aren't you?"
He looked at her, something unreadable in his gaze. "What if I'll hurt you?"
"You won't."
His grip on her tightened. "You don't know that."
"Yes, I do," she said, voice firm. "Because I see you, purv. The real you. And I'm not afraid."
His eyes darkened with something she couldn't quite place.
"You should be," he murmured.
But she only stepped closer, lifting a hand to his face. "I'm not."
For the first time, his walls cracked. Just a little.
And Divya knew-this was just the beginning.