Maria didn't reply that night.
She turned off her phone, but sleep never really came. Dhiran's question stayed with her.
"Why do I feel like we missed something?"
She wondered if he would forget it by morning.
He didn't.
The next day at school, everything looked the same. The classrooms. The noisy corridors. The morning assembly.
Only Maria felt different.
She was standing outside her classroom when she noticed him at the other end of the corridor.
Dhiran looked up.
For a second, their eyes met.But this time Maria didn't get butterflies instead her thoughts was surrounded by many questions, her mind was not clear
He gave a small smile.
Not the kind that changes lives.
Just the kind friends give.
Maria smiled back with pain before looking away.
That should have been enough.
During lunch, she was talking with her friends when she sensed someone nearby.
"Hey."
For a sec her heart stoped beating because she knows who is that...She turned.
Dhiran stood there, holding a notebook.
"I think this belongs to you."
"Oh... thanks."
There was a short silence.
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"So..."
"So?"
"I've been thinking about what you said yesterday."
Maria's heartbeat quickened.
"'Some things only feel missing because we imagine what they could've been.'"
"You say deep things without warning."
She laughed softly to hide her pain.
"I didn't mean to."he said
"I know." Maria replied
Another silence settled between them.
Not uncomfortable.
Just unfamiliar.
Then the lunch bell rang again.
"I should go," he said.
"Yeah."
He took two steps, then turned back.
"You know..."
"Hm?"
"I wasn't lying."
"About what?"
"When I said I never knew what you were thinking."
Maria looked at him quietly, when a strom hitting inside her.
"I wish I'd talked to you more."
The words weren't dramatic,she regreted that she weren't that friendly to him first when he approached her, she regreted that because of her shyness she lost him, she regreted that she didn't openly talk about the feelings inside her, she regreted her life decisions...
They weren't a confession.
If anything, they sounded like someone speaking to an old classmate after realizing time had passed
too quickly - too quickly that they didn't realize they going to lack eachother.
Maria smiled.
"So do I."
For the first time, neither of them felt the need to explain anything else.
As he walked away, Maria noticed something she hadn't before.
Some regrets aren't meant to be erased.
They're meant to teach us how to stop hiding.
From across the corridor, Dhiran looked back for just a second.
This time...
She didn't look away first.
Maria's perspective:
Maybe this is what letting go feels like—not forgetting him, but learning to carry the silence he left behind. I'll stop waiting where my heart once hoped he'd notice me, even if a part of me still turns whenever I hear his name. Maybe he'll never know how many times my heart sancked while seeing him and how much I loved him. And perhaps that's the hardest thing—not that he walked away, but that he never knew someone was always waiting.
Maria still waits for him... not to fall in love but..to see him happy with his...🙂
*The End*
For her,
He was the story she never wanted to end...
For him,
She was just a page, he turned.
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This is the end!!!✨
Thank you guys for reading my novel, maybe this sad ending would have made you upset but there some stories which lift behind just like that..💗
Anyways I would definitely right next storyyy💫 until then byeee🤗
Secret★: The author of this story is real-life Maria