The early morning light filtered softly through the hotel room's curtains, casting a gentle glow over the bed where Amrita Singh lay beside Aman Malhotra. As she stirred awake, she felt the familiar warmth of his presence and the comforting weight of his arm draped over her. The comfort was bittersweet, as she knew it was time to face the reality of their situation.

Aman stirred and looked at her with a sleepy smile. "Morning," he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.

"Morning," Amrita replied, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. She slowly extricated herself from his embrace, feeling the emotional weight of the moment. She began to gather her clothes, her mind racing with the knowledge that this was the end of their time together.

Aman propped himself up on one elbow, his gaze following her movements. "What's on your mind?"

Amrita took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "Aman, we need to talk."

Aman's brow furrowed slightly. "Okay. What's up?"

"This—" she gestured between them, "—last night was supposed to be the last time."

Aman's expression shifted to one of confusion and disappointment. "The last time? Are you sure?"

"Yes," Amrita said firmly, her heart heavy. "I'm getting married in less than a week. We can't continue this anymore. It's been great, but I need to focus on my future now."

Aman sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We both knew this was just about physical attraction. But it's hard to just walk away."

"I know," Amrita said softly. "It was never supposed to be more than this. We both agreed on that from the start."

Aman nodded, though his eyes were filled with regret. "Yeah, I guess so. We were always clear that this was just temporary. We were fierce competitors at the Flight Training Academy, and that tension turned into something intense."

Amrita smiled faintly, thinking back to their time together. "We had a good thing going, but it was always meant to be fleeting. I've always wanted to settle down by a certain age, and now that it's happening, I have to commit fully to this new chapter."

Aman's gaze softened, but there was still an edge of sadness in his eyes. "I get it. I enjoy my bachelor life, and this was always meant to be something fun but temporary. It's just hard to let go."

Amrita nodded, her thoughts turning to the future. "It's time for both of us to move on."

Aman reached out, his hand cupping her face gently. "One last kiss?"

Amrita's heart fluttered at the tenderness of his touch. She hesitated for a moment, then leaned in, allowing their lips to meet in a lingering, intimate kiss. It was a mixture of warmth, longing, and finality, a reflection of the intense connection they had shared.

When they finally pulled away, Amrita's eyes were filled with a mix of sadness and resolve. "I need to get going. My flight to Mumbai is soon. It's my last one as a single woman."

Aman nodded, his expression conflicted. "Safe travels, Amrita. I'll miss this, you know. The intensity of it all."

Amrita managed a weak smile. "Me too. But it's time to move on."

They dressed in silence, the weight of their emotions hanging heavy in the air. As Amrita gathered her belongings, she reflected on their past. They had been at the top of their class at the Flight Training Academy, their competitive nature evolving into a passionate affair. What began as rivalry had turned into something deeply physical, but neither had intended for it to be permanent.

Aman walked her to the door, giving her one last, tender touch on the arm. "Good luck with everything."

"Thank you," Amrita said softly, her eyes meeting his one last time. "I wish you the best."

As Amrita stepped out of the hotel room and into the crisp morning air, she felt a mix of relief and sadness. The city ahead was a reminder of both her past and her future. She was about to board her final flight before her marriage, and the decision to end things with Aman pressed heavily on her heart.

The drive to the airport was quiet, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. The airport was bustling with activity, but Amrita's mind was preoccupied with her upcoming transition. Her life was about to change significantly as she prepared for her marriage to Veer, and she felt a pang of nostalgia for the passionate moments she had shared with Aman.

At the airport, Amrita checked in for her flight. The familiarity of the process was a stark contrast to the emotional turbulence she was experiencing. Her final flight as a single woman loomed ahead, and she took a moment to reflect on her journey.

As she prepared for departure, she glanced out at the city one last time. The future was filled with new beginnings and the weight of her impending marriage. The chapter with Aman was now a part of her past, and she had to move forward with resolve.

Amrita boarded the plane, her heart heavy but determined. The next phase of her life awaited her, and while she felt the sting of leaving behind what could have been, she knew it was time to embrace the new chapter with Veer. As the plane took off, she settled into her seat, ready to face the challenges and opportunities that lay ahead.