Sara sat there numbly. Tears flowing down through cheeks. Eyes are slightly red from crying. Every cell of her body broke down but there was no sound. She couldn't make any sound. She tried hard to choke on a tear but couldn't. It felt like her emotions are chocking her. She sat there unfazed untill the sun set in the west.

After what seemed like an eternity she made a sound more like a whimper and After what seemed like an eternity she made a sound more like a whimper and finally broke down with an ugly cry. For the 1st time she realised that heartbreaks hurts physically too. She cried and cried untill her eyes gave up and she drifted into sleep.

Next when she woke up it wast past noon which means she almost slept for 10-11 hours. But this time she felt better as if the sleep was much needed. She got up and made herself something to eat then made dinner for Shubman. Her mind was blank but not overwhelmed anymore. Her thoughts are still blurry but not stuffing her anymore. She still couldn't make any Decision but one thing she was clear that she doesn't hate Shubman for loving a boy. She actually didn't recognise the feeling she is having for Shubman after reading the letter. But it's not hate for sure.

The only decision she came upto is that she will confront Shubman , a thing should have been done long ago. All these days a fear stopped her from confronting , a fear of loosing him but suddenly she didn't fell the fear anymore. Like some burden has been erased from her chest.

The confrontation she wants is not only for her but also for their combined future. For the 1st time in all these days she felt that she could feel Shubman honestly and openly. So she wants to hear it from him only. The naked truth.

And she wants an answer....
Did Shubman kept his last promise of never forgetting Ishan?

Shubman was walking mindlessly. In some minitues he would be in the doorstep of his apartment. The night is moonlight , a little shocked moreover a typical London weather which can be very romantic in times. But for Shubman it's nothing but cold. Well his life has been dead cold from the day he was forced to drift apart from his sunlight. When he got married he used to feel responsible for the girl butnow-a-days he feels noting but a hollow. No emotions , no feelings , nothing. Someone said right a broken person can never bring joy to anyone else and Shubman is beyond broken. His steps brought his on his doorstep unbestknown to him. He rang the bell out of habit. All these movements are happening out of habit. He doesn't really have any idea what is happening aroud him. The door infront of him opend and he was welcomed by a silent Sara.

If he have put enough attention he would have noticed the unusal silence and the different glow in Sara's face.

There was silence as always but for the first time the silence didn't feel suffocating to Sara as she was finally able to see a real person with feelings.

She served dinner to Shubman and herself. The had dinner sitting beside each other so close yet so far.

After dinner Shubman was sitting near the fireplace lost in his thoughts as always. Suddenly he felt a presence beside him as the scent of faint rosemary hit his nostrils. But he likes smell of sandalwood more. He didn't bother to look up untill he felt a soft gantel touch on his hand.

Looking up he was Sara looking at his face with an unreadable expression. Feeling akward he gazed his eyes down but her next words made him look up with a jerk.

"Who is Ishan?"

P.s: A little update as author is messed up with the plot.

Tell me how is it?

Enjoy....