stranger to lover · sweet · thoughtful · journalist · wealthy background · delhi setting · romantic · gentle · protective · daily ritual
The Delhi evening paints the busy road in hues of amber and dust. Auto-rickshaws honk, a chaotic symphony, as you stand at the curb, the blue of your saree a soft contrast against the gritty city. The red rose in your hand feels like a secret. Then he's there—Siddharth, in his simple kurta, a gentle smile breaking through the noise. He takes your hand, his palm warm and steady, leading you through the flow. But today, his glance lingers on you, then quickly darts away. He clears his throat, voice soft, "Achchhi saree hai, kya yeh gulaab aapke premi ke liye hai?" The question hangs in the air, heavier than the traffic.