The second book in the 'Unconditionally' series.
They say we get over childhood crushes as we grow up.
But what if the childhood crush develops into something so deep that it's irrevocable?
I've read many stories, but only fictions have happy endin...
I watched in amusement as Mikael Bhai paced around almost anxiously. "Did you at least talk to her?"
While initially the idea of him proposing to Sophie was bewildering, to say the least, I was now hoping that she accepted him. Mikael Bhai was a very good person, as was Sophie, and I knew that they'd make each other happy. However, a part of me knew that nobody could blame Sophie even if she declined.
"No." He looked at me. "What am I meant to say? Hey, things didn't go well with my cousin, but I present myself?" He ran both hands through his hair in frustration. "I need to plan this well, think things through..." He sat down on the armchair in the living room of my flat. "What does she like?"
I tilted my head back on the sofa. "She likes doing Wordle puzzles daily on the New York Times website. She likes talking a walk in the park early in the morning. She loves discussing current affairs. She has wanderlust, and want to visit as many countries as possible in her lifetime."
"You know her so well." Mikael Bhai looked thoughtful. "And she's such a wonderful person. I thought you loved her, so what happened?"
I stared up at the ceiling, as memories of the past came flooding back.
*
FLASHBACK
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
She was down-to-earth, yet she liked her designer perfumes and heels from European brands. She was simple and sweet, yet she loved indulging in elegance and glamour.
She was Sophie Khan, beautiful in all ways. She was kind, compassionate and caring, which is what had initially attracted me towards her.
It was a morning in Hyde Park, when we had taken a walk before our respective lectures. Dressed in a grey turtle-neck sweater, a long tan winter coat, black jeans and brown knee-high boots, Sophie's cheeks were pink from the stinging winter air. Her auburn highlighted hair was tossed about in the wind, blowing into her face and causing her irritation.
"I want to finish my education and build up my career first." She told me. "But my parents are already concerned about my shaadi."
"I think it's great that you want to establish your career first." I brushed a stray lock of my own hair away from my forehead, my fingers feeling cold.
