Ahh Can You Hear Me ? The blush time

Hey readers! Thank you for diving into Aarav and Rhea’s intense, passionate world. Their love is raw, seductive, and teetering between desire and destruction. Writing this has been an emotional ride, and trust me, the best (and most intense) is yet to come. Who do you think will fall harder—or break first? Let me know your thoughts! Stay tuned for more twists, heartache, and unforgettable moments. With love, S.

Scene: A WhatsApp conversation between two college students, Aarav and Rhea, both law enthusiasts at S.K.J. College

Aarav

Hey Rhea, I just finished reading your book which you published last week It’s...breathtaking. How could everything be so fineee!!!💓

Rhea is a author and loved writing. However her book are not so famous yet.

Rhea

You read it? 🥺 I didn’t think anyone noticed my writing like that.

Aarav

How could I not? The way you describe emotions—it’s like you’re speaking to my soul. By the way, that poem Whispering Stars…is it inspired by someone?✨

Rhea

Maybe. 😊 Why do you ask?

Aarav

Because it feels like you’ve put words to everything I’ve ever wanted to say to someone special. It’s hauntingly beautiful.

Rhea

I’m glad you think so. 🫠Writing it felt...personal. Like I was pouring my heart out to someone I hadn’t even met yet.

Aarav

What if you’ve already met them?

Rhea

What do you mean?

Aarav

I mean...what if the stars you wrote about were always shining here, waiting for you to notice?⭐

Rhea

Aarav…are you saying what I think you’re saying?

Aarav

I’ve been wanting to tell you for months. Every law 🧑‍lecture , every library discussion, every time you smile at me—it’s like the world slows down.🩷 Rhea, you’ve become the center of my universe.

Rhea

I don’t know what to say. This feels like one of those love stories from my books.🙂‍↕️

They both were in love since school but the never confessed. But now Aarav can't hold much..

Aarav

Then let me be your co-writer. We’ll craft our own story, one moment at a time.

Rhea

You already sound like a poet. 😊 Okay, Aarav, let’s write this story together.

Aarav

Starting with dinner tonight? There’s a little café "The Sparkle" I hear the stars shine brighter there.

Rhea

I’d love that. See you at 7?

Aarav

I’ll be counting every minute till then.

Rhea

Me too, Aarav. Me too.

Scene: Aarav closes his phone, heart racing. Across the city, Rhea smiles to herself, her fingers lingering over the last text. The stars outside seem brighter tonight, as if blessing the beginning of something magical.