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In the quiet corners of our hearts, we all carry secret tales of love. Those feelings we dare not speak, that stay hidden behind timid glances and shy smiles. My story begins during the days of high school, a time when every emotion felt like a whirlwind, and love, well, love was a delicate secret.

Have you ever secretly loved someone? I have, and maybe you have too, whether it's in the past or the present. It's that feeling when you can only watch from a distance, like a silent observer of life's grand play. For me, that someone was always just five meters away, and I followed him like a silent shadow, hoping that one day he might turn back to look at me. I am Saiyuri Singh Joshi, the person I like is the Umbrella Boy, or like everyone calls him The Crown Prince of the City, Your highness- Viratveer Pratap Chauhan, but he will always be an Umbrella Boy for me . . .

I've kept these trivial secrets tucked away, like the last piece of candy that brings comfort during dark times. When sadness clouds my days, I tear open the wrapper and breathe in its sweet scent, reminding myself that tomorrow holds new possibilities.

It all began on July 18, 2011, during the morning assembly. I used to keep a thick diary, its pages filled with just one thing-sentences describing one person. Could I ever transit from being the silent narrator in my diary to the lead character in my own story?

Every encounter with him was not an accident; I made it all happen. I waited in the shadows, from pretending to tie my shoelaces to intentionally visiting his classroom to return workbooks. He may not have noticed all the little things, like the way he excelled at tennis, his passion for life, and his kindness that he kept hidden. He was always surrounded by friends, leading them into all sorts of weird stuff, even if it meant eating samosas with a fork and spoon. And there I was, hidden in the corner, following his lead, collecting those secret moments like a child hiding candy in their pocket.

For nine long years,
my thoughts revolved around him.
I was happy because of him,
sad because of him,
even got angry at him,
there were moments when I hated him.
But one thing remained unchanged-I couldn't stop loving him.

How much would be the probability be that a girl ends up marrying the man who rejected her nine times?

Yes, it's happening- Look at the destiny's play-The person I secretly loved, who never once looked at me, who remained blissfully unaware of my existence, who existed only within the pages of my diary, the glass jars are filled with stars of his name, the person who intentionally or unintentionally mocked my feelings is the man I'm marrying today. Still, nothing has changed; he still does not care about my existence, he is still unaware of my feelings. As I sit here beside him in my wedding attire, he is still unaware of my feelings. That same five-meter gap remains between our hearts. Perhaps it always will.

Everyone has a secret. This is mine- a secret called unrequited love.

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Hope you remember the story- Royal Pact. This is a spin off from Sai's point of view with some more twist and turns. Even if you don't, no worries, this is going to be a fresh one.

It's a journey that will awaken memories of childhood crushes, a tale that travels from unrequited love to heartbreaks, from shattered hearts to the sweet fulfillment of love's embrace.

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