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The rain hadn't stopped for three days. Not since Anurag had walked out of the door, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of his sandalwood cologne and the echo of a slammed latch.

Now, she understood.

For You, I Will Wait

A text from an unknown number. No, not unknown. She had deleted his contact in anger.

Taani stood by the window of their empty flat, watching the droplets race down the glass. The song was playing in her head again—the one that used to come on television every night before their dinner. Tere liye... For you. tere liye star plus title song

She didn't run down. She didn't make a dramatic entrance.

She simply opened the window, leaned out into the rain, and shouted: "The song is playing. You're late." The rain hadn't stopped for three days

She remembered the first time she heard it. She had been chopping onions, and he had come up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "This is our song," he had whispered, even though no one had sung it for them yet. "Listen. It says that no matter what, I will stand in the sun for you. I will become your shadow."

A sob caught in her throat. That was the thing about love, wasn't it? It wasn't the grand gestures that broke you. It was the small ones. The way he used to save the last piece of gulab jamun for her. The way he would hum that tune while folding laundry. The way he would look at her sometimes—like she was the answer to a question he had forgotten he asked. For You, I Will Wait A text from an unknown number

"I'm outside. It's raining. I brought you kachoris from that shop you like. Also, I'm an idiot. Can I come up?"

She laughed through her tears. Outside the window, looking up at her from the street, stood Anurag—soaked, shivering, holding a brown paper bag above his head like a shield.