Deepak, a successful businessman, had just arrived in Mussoorie for a conference. As he strolled through the misty streets, he stumbled upon a quaint little cafe – The Moonlit Mug. He decided to grab a cup of coffee and gaze out at the breathtaking view.
That's when he saw – a beautiful woman with piercing green eyes, sipping a cup of hot chocolate. Her name was Eisha, a freelance writer, who had escaped to Mussoorie to finish her novel.
Their eyes met, and they exchanged shy smiles. Deepak mustered the courage to approach her, and they struck up a conversation. They talked about books, music, and their dreams. The hours flew by, and before they knew it, the sun had set behind the hills.