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Vedansh POV :-
Five years. 1,825 days. Countless sunrises and sunsets, each one a searing reminder of your absence. The city that once pulsed with life now felt muted, its vibrant colors dulled by the monochrome filter of your disappearance.
Everywhere I turn, there are ghosts. A stray raven with feathers like your midnight hair perched on a building ledge.
The scent of jasmine on the breeze, the same perfume she used to wear. The melody of a street vendor's flute echoes the tune she hummed while sketching in her book .
The memories are complicated; they make me smile with a mix of happiness and sadness.
I feel a warm sensation in my heart, but that’s quickly followed by a deep sense of loss. The quietness in our old apartment feels overwhelming.
Misha's paintings, which used to be full of bright colors and life, now sit in the corner collecting dust, serving as silent reminders of the dreams she couldn’t pursue.
I haven't touched them. They're a sacred space, a shrine to the life we could have had.
A life filled with laughter, whispered dreams shared under a blanket of stars, and the quiet companionship that only two souls intertwined can truly understand.
Work has been my refuge. I've poured myself into Sharma Industries, the company we dreamt of building together. Each success, each milestone achieved, feels hollow without you to celebrate it. I couldn't even have peace without her .
The day she gets away from me ,my peace , my sanity, everything falls apart. I planned to propose to her but she ran away.
This 5 years where like a torture to me to be without her . I tried everything to find her after that but I wasn't able to .Rohan was also unable to track her location.
We found her phone in a dustbin and the tracker that was in her bracelet was also a home.
The day she went away she also took my sanity , my peace with her.
I am a devil without my sugar.
Only she knows how to calm my beast. And I promise to myself that when I will find her , I will make sure to cage her with me forever.
I know what I did back then was wrong but the possessiveness that I had for her made me do all those things .
But now I just want to meet her . I want to talk to her . I want to ask for forgiveness. I want to tell her about my feelings , show her my love . Shower her with my love and make her mine .
In these 5 years the company has crossed milestones and was in top 1 company in India as well as in Foreign countries. The news announcement on the Television caught my attention.
NewsFlash:- The CEO of ethereal fashion is ready to collaborate with an Indian company.This will be their first collaboration in India.And from the sources that They are collaborating with the top most company .
"Interesting. They really have a good resource" I muttered under my breath.
Ethereal Fashion is really one of the best companies in the fashion Industry. In the timestamp of the 5 years this company has reached the higher level is just astonishing .
No one knows who the CEo of the company but the rumors say that she is a woman and I really appreciate her work. I don't know why but I always get a familiar feeling thinking about or even listening about this company.
Like I know her . I feel a connection and a familiar peace .
Could it be ?
My Sugar ?
My Misha .
Shaking my head and getting rid of unwanted thoughts I started doing my work.
Work is the only thing after her which keeps me sane.I poured in various sleepless nights and restless days for achieving my dreams.
Mom , Dad also shifted to the US and Rhea is also with them to complete her studies.
I emerged at work when the door opened with a bang making me look up from my laptop to the door.
My bloody bestfriend Rohan stood there . Also the head of the Tech Department of my Company with a grin on his face .
" Didn't I tell you to knock before entering my office?" I barked, irritation lacing my voice. His grin faltered, morphing into a sheepish smile.
" Oo why so grumpy my dear friend . " he mumbled, taking a seat on the plush couch. "But I have news. Big news."
My annoyance simmered down a notch, replaced by a flicker of curiosity. "News, huh? Don't waste my time, Rohan. I've got a mountain of work to get through . So kindly fuck off " I said focusing back to my work.
""What if I told you it's about Misha?" The name hit me like a physical blow.
My hand froze mid-air, pen hovering over the contract spread across my desk. Rohan's voice, usually light and carefree, held a hint of seriousness. "I found something. Turns out, she booked a flight to New York that day, under a fake name."
My heart hammered against my ribs. New York? Could it be...? The air in the room seemed too thin, making it difficult to breathe.
"So, you're saying she's in New York now?" I managed to force the words out, my voice barely a whisper.
Rohan shrugged, a helpless gesture. "I can't say for sure. It's been five years, a long time. But I've put my guys on it. They'll dig until they find something, till then you have an important contact to sign ."
A low hum escaped my lips. My gaze drifted back to the contract, the words blurring before my eyes.
My mind was a whirlwind of emotions - hope battling with scepticism, a flicker of joy tinged with the ever-present ache of her absence.
Rohan, sensing my turmoil, gave a curt nod and slipped out of the office, leaving me alone with the weight of the news and the churning sea of emotions it had unleashed. .
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