What the Heart Remembers
She left.
"I think I should go," she said suddenly, voice tinged with hesitation. "There's work waiting… and if I stay, I might forget why I ever walked away."
Manik didn't stop her.
But he watched as she disappeared through the café doors — a ghost of the past colliding with the uncertainty of the present.
The elevator ride down was silent, but inside her, chaos bloomed.
Why now? Why him? Why does it still feel like this?
She returned to her desk, but nothing felt the same. Her screen glowed with pending tasks, but her fingers hovered, frozen.
You still love him.
The thought struck her like lightning. She pushed it away — or tried to.
He's different now… But so am I. Can I let him in again?
And as the day went on, she realized something terrifying:
Work could wait. Her heart, however, could not.