Chapter 62

The world seemed to tilt on its axis as Isha pulled away from the kiss. Her heart, a frantic drum solo moments ago, had gone eerily silent, replaced by a numbness that stole her breath. The air, heavy with the aftermath of their stolen moment, carried the faint echo of his cologne, a tantalizing reminder of his presence.

Perhaps neither of them truly knew the impact of that kiss. It was a stolen spark, a shared secret amidst the roar of the crowd. But for Isha, it had ignited a firestorm of emotions, leaving her breathless and bewildered.

A few minutes stretched into an eternity as she stood there, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Then, as if on cue, the heavens opened up. The first fat drops of rain spattered against the ground, quickly escalating into a downpour.

Vidhur, watching her retreating figure until it disappeared into the crowd, finally let out a shaky breath. A wave of emotions washed over him – relief, exhilaration, and a touch of apprehension. He had taken a chance, and