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Time moved on, silently.Not the kind of time that announces itself with change, but the kind that passes quietly, leaving feelings untouched.Meera didn’t send messages.She didn’t call.And Aarav didn’t ask.He already knew—she loved him. He had seen it once, clearly, in her eyes. That truth had never faded. But knowing someone loves you and being able to be with them are two very different things. Silence slowly became their language, and Aarav carried it without complaint.He stopped waiting for notifications.He stopped checking his phone at night.But he never stopped remembering.Some days were heavier than others. Especially when memories returned uninvited—moments