• She chose to stay. •

                                    

                                          
"One hug can erase all the pain."

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
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• EPISODE - 11 •
Amaira stood frozen, her heart torn between two paths. Arhaan's desperate eyes locked onto hers, his voice cracking.
"Amaira, please... don't leave me. I'll do anything. Just don't go."
He dropped to his knees, hands clasped together in supplication.
Arhaan's Dadi went to Amaira, her firm grip wrapping around Amaira's wrist. "Irfaan, hold him back."
Irfaan nodded, swiftly obeyed, grasping Arhaan tightly, trying to restrain him.
"Let's go, Amaira," Dadi urged, tugging her toward the door. "Don't let his words confuse you. You won't escape him if you don't leave now."
As Amaira's feet moved involuntarily, Arhaan struggled against Irfaan's grip. "No! Amaira, wait! Please!" Arhaan's voice grew louder, more frantic.
Amaira's whole body trembled. She felt Arhaan's anguish echoing within her. Just as Dadi pulled her to the doorstep, Amaira halted. Her ears rang with Arhaan's pleading.
"Amaira... my love... don't leave me... I'll die without you..."
The desperation in his voice shattered her resolve. Amaira's gaze drifted back, searching for Arhaan. Their eyes met, and for an instant, time froze.
Irfaan's grip tightened on Arhaan, holding him back as he strained toward Amaira.
Dadi's voice cut through the tension. "Amaira, come now. Don't look back."
But Amaira's feet seemed rooted to the spot.
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[Amaira's POV]
I took a deep breath, the sound of Arhaan's desperate pleas still echoing in my mind. Dadi's firm grip on my wrist remained, guiding me toward freedom.
"Amaira, beta, don't be impulsive," Dadi cautioned, her voice low and urgent. "Think about your future, your life."
I turned to face her, my eyes locking onto hers. But my gaze drifted back to Arhaan, his knees still on the floor, Irfaan struggling to restrain him.
Something about the desperation in his eyes, the raw emotion, resonated deep within me.
No one has ever begged me to stay.
No one has ever loved me like this.
In this moment, I knew. I knew I couldn't leave.
Arhaan's love wasn't suffocating or controlling; it was all-consuming, passionate. As I gazed into his pleading eyes, my heart surrendered.
I fell for him, hard.