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▪️25/Match/2024 ( Amruta's Room )

Amruta and Virat were in bed, late at night. The room was dark, illuminated only by the moonlight coming through the window. They were lying in each other’s arms, whispering softly.

Virat : Do you ever get scared?

Amruta : Of what?

Virat : Of losing this... losing us?

Amruta : ( Holds him closer ) Not for a second. As long as we’re together, nothing can break us. I promise.

Virat : ( Resting his head on her chest ) I hope that’s true.

Amruta : It is. I’ll always be here for you, Virat. Always.

Amruta woke up with a jolt, they were happily, madly & crazily in love with each other then why did he break her trust. Amruta just couldn't sleep with her mind battling her heart and her mind so she decided to get some fresh air.
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▪️25/March/2024 ( late night near the garden area )

Virat was trying to figure out ways to get back with his Amu but nothing was really helping. And that Mr.Fiance was getting onto his nerves so he decided to take a walk. Virat was aimlessly walking around the garden area when he noticed amruta sitting near the pool.

Virat pov ( Yes, this is the best time to talk to her. No one will disturb us and hopefully she'll understand me. Chal beta virat maana le aapni Amu ko )

Virat : Amu... please. Can we talk?

Amu : Talk? We’ve done enough of that, Virat. It always leads to the same place—hurt.

Virat : I know you’re angry. But I swear, you’ve got it all wrong.

Amu ( bitterly ) : Oh, did I ? So I didn’t see you with her that day ? I imagined that?

Virat : You saw what you were meant to see, but it’s not what it looks like.

Amu ( Laughs sarcastically ) : Isn’t that always the excuse? “It’s not what it looks like.” Virat, I’m done being a fool.

Virat : You were never a fool. I never wanted you to feel like that.

Amu : But I did. Every single time I caught you lying to me, every time you couldn’t explain... ( pauses ) It crushed me.

Virat : I wasn’t lying. I wasn’t cheating on you. I swear on everything, Amruta. I love you.

Amu ( angrily ) : Then why were you with her? Why was she at your place? Explain that, Virat !

Virat : She’s an old friend. She was going through something, and I was just trying to help her. That’s all it was, I swear.

Amu ( Shakes her head ) : You expect me to believe that? After everything we’ve been through? After how many times you’ve shut me out?

Virat : I know I should’ve told you about her. I should’ve been upfront. But I didn’t want you to worry about nothing.

Amu : Well, congratulations. You made it worse. Now I don’t trust a word you say.

Virat : Please, Amu. You know me. Deep down, you know I’d never do something like that to you.

Amu : I thought I knew you. But then I saw her in your arms. It broke something inside me, Virat.

Virat : It wasn’t like that! There’s nothing between us. I only have eyes for you.

Amu ( coldly ) : I can’t believe that anymore. Not after what I saw.

Amu : What do I have to do to make you believe me? I’ll do anything. Just give me a chance to prove it.

Amu : There’s nothing to prove. The damage is done. We’re past that now. All you can do now is to be loyal to Charu who you're getting married to.

Virat : Can you not bring her between US ? And No, we’re not past anything. We can still fix this. Don’t throw away everything we’ve built.

Amu ( Laughs bitterly ) : Built? What did we build, Virat? A relationship based on secrets and half-truths?

Virat : It wasn’t like that. I made mistakes, yes, but I never stopped loving you.

Amu : Loving me? If you loved me, you wouldn’t have put me through this. You wouldn’t have let me doubt everything.

Virat : I was trying to protect you, to keep things simple. But I see now that I messed it all up.

Amu ( With pain in her voice ) : You shattered my trust. And that’s something I can’t get back.

Virat : I’ll earn it back. Please, let me show you. I’ll be better. I can be the man you deserve.

Amu says softly : I wanted that man. I wanted to believe you were him. But now… I don’t know who you are anymore.

Virat : I’m still me, Amu. I’m still the guy who loves you, who would do anything to make this right.

Amu : Love isn’t enough, Virat. Trust is. And you’ve lost mine.

Virat ( Desperately ) : Please, Amu. Don’t walk away from this. From us.

Amu turns to leave : There is no “us” anymore. You made sure of that.

Virat Reaches for her : Amu, please—

Amu Pulls away : Don’t. Just… don’t.

Virat : I can’t lose you like this…

Amu without looking back : You already have.
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▪️25/March/2024 ( Amruta's Room )

Amruta walked in slowly, closing the door behind her, leaning against it as she exhales shakily. The room was dimly lit, as she stared at the bed for a moment before walking over to sit down. She pulled her knees up to her chest, lost in thought.

Amu ( Pov )
Why does it still hurt? After everything... after the lies, why do I still feel like this?
He wasn’t always like this. He used to make me feel like I was the only one in his world. I used to feel safe with him...then why ?

We used to laugh so much. We were so... happy. How did it all fall apart?
He said he’d never hurt me. He said he’d always be there... but now I don’t even know what to believe.
Why does my heart still ache for him, even after everything?
How can I miss him so much, when he’s the one who broke me?

Amu wipes her tears, her voice barely a whisper : I don’t know if I can ever trust you again Virat. But... I don’t know if I can let you go either.

Amu was lying in bed, trying to sleep. The room was silent, except for the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. She tossed and turned, her mind unable to escape the flood of memories.

Amu ( Pov )
Why can’t I stop thinking about him? Every time I close my eyes, it’s his face, his voice... Why does it hurt so much?

Suddenly, Amu felt the warmth of someone slipping into bed behind her. A familiar touch. Her breath caught in her throat.

Virat softly says : Amu... It’s me.

He wraps his arm around her, pulling her gently against him.

Amu whispers, without turning : Virat… what are you doing here?

Virat ( Voice low and tender ) : I couldn’t stay away. I had to see you. I had to hold you.

Amu closes her eyes tightly, fighting the urge to melt into him : You shouldn’t be here.

Virat whispers near her ear I know you’re angry, I know you’re hurt... but please, amu just listen to me. We can fix this. We can be like we were before.

Amu shakes her head, her voice trembling : No, Virat. It’s too late for that. I don’t trust you anymore.

Virat ( Gently tightening his grip on her waist ) : Don’t say that. You do trust me... deep down, you know I would never betray you. I made mistakes, but my love for you has never changed. I’m still the same man you fell in love with.

Amu tries to pull away, but Virat doesn’t let go. Instead, he shifts closer, his voice becoming more earnest.

Virat : Look at me, Amu. Please.

Amu ( Her voice breaks ) : No, virat Please… don’t do this. You don’t understand how much you’ve hurt me.

Virat ( whispers desperately ) : I’ll never hurt you again. I swear on everything. I’ll never leave you. I’ll never give up on us.

Reluctantly, Amu turns in his arms, her tear-filled eyes meeting his. The air between them thickens with the weight of everything left unsaid.

Amu ( Her voice barely in a whisper ) : I don’t know if I can take that risk again.

But their faces are so close now, the tension and longing between them becoming unbearable. Virat gently cups her face with both hands, his gaze soft but unwavering.

Virat ( In a low, sincere tone ) : I love you. And I’m not leaving. Even if it takes forever, I’ll earn your trust back.

Their eyes stay locked, and for a moment, everything seems to melt away—the pain, the anger, the doubt. It’s just the two of them, caught in a moment where time stands still.

Breathing unevenly, lost in his gaze Virat…

He leans in, their foreheads nearly touching. Neither of them moves, neither of them speaks. They’re suspended in the moment, both terrified of what comes next, but unable to pull away.

Virat : I’m not letting you go Amu, not again.

Amruta closes her eyes, letting out a shaky breath as Virat's thumb brushes gently against her cheek. They stay like that for what feels like an eternity, caught between the love they once had and the uncertainty of what lies ahead.

Virat was still holding her face gently  his eyes burn with passion as they lock onto hers : I’ve missed you so much, Amu.

Her heart races, her body betraying her resolve as she struggles to keep her distance.
Amu : Virat, we shouldn’t...

But before she can finish, Virat’s lips crash against hers, filled with years of pent-up longing. The kiss is deep, raw, and passionate. Amu freezes for a moment, torn between her desire and her rational mind. She tries to push him away, her hands weakly pressing against his chest.

Amu ( Whispering between their lips ) : Stop... Virat, we can’t...

But her body betrays her, and despite her resistance, she finds herself kissing him back, harder this time. The flood of emotions she’s kept locked away for so long spills out all at once. Their kiss becomes wilder, more desperate, as if they’re both trying to erase the years they’ve spent apart.
Virat’s hands move to her waist, pulling her closer, deepening their connection. Amu’s hands move from his chest to his neck, her fingers gripping his hair as they lose themselves in the intensity of the moment.

Virat between kisses, breathless : I... I can’t live without you, Amu. I need you.

Amu panting, her voice trembling with desire and confusion : Virat... I...

Virat leans over her, their lips never parting, breath coming in short, heated bursts. Amu’s hands are in Virat’s hair, tugging gently as their kiss grows more passionate, more desperate.

Amu between breaths : Virat... this is...

Virat whispers, his voice thick with desire : I don’t care. I need you, Amu.

His lips move from her mouth to her neck, trailing soft, burning kisses down her skin. Amu tilts her head back, her fingers digging into his shoulders as the warmth of his touch sends shivers through her body.

Virat’s hands roam over her back, her waist, as they kiss with a wild, uncontrollable passion. Amu, despite her initial resistance, finds herself responding to every touch, every kiss. She pulls him closer, the heat between them growing hotter, the world outside fading away as they lose themselves in each other.

Amu breathless, moaning softly : Virat

His voice rough with emotion : I’ve waited for this... for you... for so long.

Their kisses become even more heated, more desperate, as they cling to each other, the years apart dissolving in the fire of their reunion. But just as they are on the brink of fully losing themselves in the moment, a sudden, chilling thought flashes through Amu’s mind.

Her body stiffens under his touch, her breath catching in her throat. She pulls away abruptly, her hands pushing against his chest as she breaks the kiss.

Amu panting, panic flooding her eyes : No, Virat! Stop!

Virat, confused, sits up slightly, his hands still resting on her hips.

Virat breathless : What’s wrong Amu ?

Her voice trembling as reality hits her : You’re getting married, Virat. To someone else.

Amu stands by the bed, breathing heavily after pulling away from their heated kiss. Virat stands in front of her, equally breathless, eyes blazing with desire and frustration.

Her voice trembling as she tries to gather herself : Virat, this has to stop. You’re getting married. And not just you... I’m engaged, too.

Virat freezes at her words, his entire body tensing. His eyes darken as the realization sinks in.

Virat low and dangerously : What did you just say?

Amu Firmly, tries to stay strong : I’m engaged, Virat to Raghav. You can’t just come here and act like nothing has changed. We’re not those people anymore.

Virat’s expression hardens, his fists clenching as he processes her words. His breath quickens, and he takes a step toward her, eyes blazing with jealousy and anger.

Virat ( voice rising, filled with possessiveness ) : Raghav? ( He spits out the name ) You think I’ll let him have you? Steps closer, his voice almost a growl You can’t belong to anyone else, Amu. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.

Amu frustrated : That’s not fair! You don’t get to decide that. You’re the one who betrayed me, Virat. You moved on, you’re marrying someone else, and I... I had to move on, too.

Virat’s eyes narrow, his anger barely contained. He closes the distance between them in a few swift steps, grabbing her shoulders gently but firmly.

Virat Through gritted teeth : No. You haven’t moved on, and neither have I. Don’t you see, Amu? You can’t be with him. You’re only mine. I’ll never let him touch you. I’ll castrate him if he even tries to look at you like that.

Amu gasps, her eyes widening at his intensity. She tries to push him away, but Virat’s grip on her tightens, though still gentle. His voice softens, becoming dangerously seductive.

Amu : I’m engaged, Virat. I’m with Raghav now. You can’t control this anymore.

His voice low, filled with possessive desire : You think you can give yourself to someone else? You think he can make you feel the way I do?

He leans in close, his lips hovering just above hers, his breath hot on her skin.

Virat whispering : Tell me, Amu... can he touch you like this? His hands slide down her arms slowly, sending shivers through her body. Does he make your heart race like this?

Amu’s breath catches in her throat as his touch ignites every nerve in her body. She tries to fight it, but the intensity of his presence overwhelms her. Her body responds despite her mind’s protests.

Amu whispers shakily : Stop, Virat... this is wrong

Amu feels the heat of Virat's body against hers, the soft brush of his hand on her waist sending a shiver up her spine. His touch is both gentle and firm, and the years of longing between them seem to hang in the air. She inhales sharply as his fingers trail along her side, the sensation both familiar and new, making her heart race.

Her voice barely a whisper, trembling Virat... we shouldn’t...

But her words are weak, lost in the growing desire that pulses between them. Virat’s eyes meet hers, filled with a hunger that makes her pulse quicken. He leans in slowly, his lips brushing against hers—soft at first, then more insistent, as if he’s afraid to let her slip away again.

Virat ( His voice low, filled with emotion ) : I can’t let you go, Amu. Not this time.

His hands move up her sides, gently caressing her, as if memorizing every inch of her. Amu’s breath hitches in her throat as his fingers find the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. She can feel the heat radiating from his skin, the tension coiling tightly between them.

Virat’s lips leave a trail of soft kisses down her neck, each one sending a wave of warmth through her body. Amu tries to push him away, her hands resting on his chest, but her grip is weak. Her body betrays her mind, leaning into his touch as the desire that’s been buried for so long begins to take over.

Amu Whispering, her voice shaky : Virat... we’re not supposed to...

But even as she says it, she tilts her head back, giving him more access to her neck. Her heart races as his lips move lower, pressing soft, deliberate kisses along her collarbone. Her skin tingles under his touch, every nerve alight with the tension between them.

His hands move slowly, carefully, as though he’s savoring every moment, every breath she takes. The room feels heavy with anticipation, and Amu’s mind spins with the conflict between what she knows is right and what she can’t deny she wants.

His voice rough, filled with need : I need you, Amu. I’ve always needed you.

His hands slide up her back, fingers brushing against her skin with a tenderness that makes her shudder. Amu’s resistance is slipping away, her body responding to his touch despite the turmoil in her heart. His lips return to hers, and this time the kiss is deeper, more urgent.

Amu’s hands move instinctively, sliding up his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer. Their bodies press together, and she can feel the rapid beat of his heart against hers. The air between them is thick with unspoken emotions, with years of longing and unresolved tension.

She kisses him back, her body surrendering to the intensity of the moment. Virat’s hands move over her with a careful, deliberate touch, as though he’s afraid of losing her again. His fingers trace delicate patterns along her skin, and every touch sends a rush of warmth through her.

Her voice wavering : This feels so... right and wrong at the same time.

Virat pulls back slightly, his breath hot against her lips. His eyes search hers, filled with a raw intensity that takes her breath away.

Virat : Forget about everything else. It’s just us right now.

He leans in, capturing her lips again, and this time Amu lets go of the last thread of resistance. Their kiss deepens, becoming more passionate, as if they’re making up for all the time they’ve lost. His hands slide under her shirt, his fingers grazing her skin in a way that makes her gasp.

Every touch, every kiss is filled with a mix of desperation and love, and Amu can’t stop herself from getting lost in it. The warmth of his body, the way his hands feel on her skin—it’s overwhelming, intoxicating, and she doesn’t want it to end.

Their movements become more urgent, more frantic as they lose themselves in each other. The world outside fades away, and all that’s left is the undeniable connection between them.

As their bodies move together, it’s not just about physical desire—it’s about the love they’ve tried so hard to bury, the connection that refuses to be broken, no matter how much time has passed. Amu’s mind is flooded with memories of their time together, of the moments they’ve shared, and she realizes just how much she’s missed this, missed him.

Amu ( Her voice soft, filled with emotion ) : Virat... I...

But before she can finish, he silences her with another kiss, his hands moving to cradle her face gently. The kiss is tender now, filled with a deep, unspoken understanding. They continue to move together, their bodies in sync, their breathing heavy and uneven. The intensity of the moment overwhelms them both, and soon, they find themselves lost in each other completely.

As they lay spent together, their breathing still heavy, the room silent except for their shared breaths. Amu’s head rests on Virat’s chest, her mind reeling with everything that just happened.

Amu ( her voice trembling ) : What have we done?

Virat gently strokes her hair : We did what we’ve both wanted for years. What we needed.

Amu closing her eyes : But what now, Virat? You’re still getting married. I’m still engaged to Raghav.

Virat turns to face her, his eyes filled with determination.

Virat ( firmly ) : No.This changes everything.I won’t let you marry him, Amu. I can’t. We belong together.

Amu looks at him, conflicted but still caught in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. She doesn’t know what comes next, but she knows that nothing will ever be the same.

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