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꧁In doubt, love whispers louder ꧂
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The car ride was quieter than usual.
Lavika sat beside Ishaan, her arms crossed loosely, her eyes darting toward him every few seconds.
He was driving with his usual confidence—calm, collected, the edge of his jaw ticking as he shifted gears.
But something was different.
His silence wasn't the comfortable one they usually shared.
It was distant, detached.
She frowned slightly.
Maybe it was just her overthinking again.
She had a habit of doing that—creating storms in perfectly sunny skies.
Still, the unease in her chest wouldn't leave.
She convinced herself to brush it off and looked out the window instead.
The car eventually slowed in front of a warm-looking café tucked in the corner of a quiet Mumbai street.
Draped in soft fairy lights and adorned with subtle desi elements like terracotta lanterns, brass bells, and marigold accents, it looked like something out of a film set.
Lavika stepped out slowly, eyes scanning the empty seating area through the glass walls.
"No one's here?" she asked softly.
Ishaan nodded, locking the car. "I booked it. Just for us." {giggle be like: kaash muhjpe bhi itna paisa hota}
She raised an eyebrow. "Why? Planning something dramatic?"
He gave her a crooked smile. "Just wanted peace. And you. That's all."
