tisherenowhere
Trisha had a plan - MBBS, independence, and absolutely zero distractions.
Kabir wasn't part of that plan.
He never announced himself, never tried too hard, never asked for her attention. He just - existed. Quietly, steadily, annoyingly close. The kind of person who notices your burgundy pen and says nothing else. The kind of person who makes you feel seen without even trying.
She had spent years building walls, learning to stand on her own, becoming someone who didn't need anyone too close.
He never tried to break those walls.
He just waited on the other side.
And that?
That was the most terrifying diagnosis of all.