People noticed Meera.
A colleague asked her out. A kind man who admired her work and her smile.
She tried.
She laughed at the right moments. She listened. She nodded.
But something was missing.
Love, she realized, is not just comfort—it's recognition.
And her heart kept recognizing someone who wasn't there.
Aarav, too, tried once.
It didn't last.
He was polite. Distant. Elsewhere.