~♥ Amore Conte ♥~

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Past:

Meher's POV:

I was very happy with his friendship. But I was not satisfied.

I wanted him to love me. We u.sed to seat together, study together.

We enjoyed ourselves a lot with each other.

Day by day my love for him was increasing.

I don't want to confess my love to him.

What if he won't reciprocate my feelings? What if he'll reject my proposal.

We both share everything.

What if he breaks our friendship too.

These are the things that were making me weak.

We were walking together to the library.

He suddenly said, "I want to tell you something important. Actually, I don't know how to tell you. But I can't keep it to myself now. I'm getting frustrate. Actually, I want your help to confessed my feelings to niyati". Niyati is my bench partner.

Now we are getting better with each other.

My heart was pricked by his confession.

Here I was thinking of living with him for his entire life and he is dreaming about someone else.

It hurts. But I somehow manage myself and said "yes".

At least he will get his love.

Sometimes we have to sacrifice our happiness for our loved ones.

I wasn't sure how I will help him.

But I was sure I can do it.

Niyati was seating beside me and I don't know how to make them together.

Suddenly one idea popped up in my brain.

We were having an engineering graphics period in which we have to draw some structures.

Neil was seating with Unmesh.

So I asked Unmesh to join me so that I can make themselves to seat together.

I asked Niyati to seat with Neil.

She was so happy to sit with him.

They both started to talk like two separated lovers.

I was fuming inside. But somehow I completed my drawing structure.

From that day both of them started to spend time together.

It was hurting me but I tried to control my feelings in front of him.

He seems very happy with her.

Also, I'm ignoring him so that my heart won't flutter after seeing him.

He was a drug for me. The more I see him the more I crave for him.

He looks at her like she's the most precious thing for him.

I saw both of them sitting together in the canteen...

I was heading towards my table to eat.

Neil asked me to join them but I denied.

He held my wrist and pulled me to seat on the chair beside him.

He was trying to talk to me.

But I wasn't in the mood to talk with him.

He ordered my favorite chhole puri I denied but he ordered without hearing me.