Aarohi had always been quiet, a girl who loved with her whole heart but never said much. And when she met Ruhan in college, everything changed. He was warm, funny, and full of life—he made her smile in ways no one ever had.
They became best friends. From late-night calls to morning coffees, from sharing secrets to long walks in the rain, Aarohi fell deeply, silently in love with him.
She waited. For the perfect time. For the perfect moment to tell him.
One evening, under a sky filled with stars, she finally confessed, "Ruhan, I love you."
There was a long silence.
He looked at her, eyes soft, almost sad. “Aarohi… I care about you so much. But not the way you want me to.”
She didn’t understand. “Why?”
He took a deep breath. “Because I’m gay.”
Her heart shattered. Tears filled her eyes, and before she could stop them, they fell.
He reached out, held her hand. “I never wanted to hurt you. You’re the most beautiful part of my life.”
“But you’re not mine,” she whispered, trying to smile through the pain.
She cried that night. Not because he didn’t love her, but because he never could. And yet, somewhere in her broken heart, she still wished him happiness.
Because true love… is letting go, even when it hurts.
