A stormy night. One room. Two strangers from different worlds.
When fate brings Rohan and Ishita together under the same roof, neither expects the bond that follows. But love rarely follows logic—and sometimes, the rain doesn’t just fall. It changes everything.

Rohan stared at his phone like it was a cursed relic. Every time the screen lit up, hope bloomed—only to be crushed when it wasn't her.


He hadn't seen Ishita since she walked out that night, leaving the burned saree and a silence louder than any argument they'd ever had.


🖥️ ZedCorp – Rohan's Office, 11:37 AM


Told HR he was verifying employee leave statuses.


"She's not responding. That's not space. That's… absence."


"You burned her dead mom's saree. I'd ghost you too."


"I mean—" Dev softened, "—she'll come around. She's just hurt. Not gone."


"What if it's the same thing this time?"


🏨 Later That Evening – "Blue Orchid Hotel" Lobby


Maybe because the hotel staff guy, Ajay, had once said something that stuck with him.


So he walked into the place where it all began. The same blue wallpaper. The same soft jazz music. The same front desk.


And—miracle of miracles—Ajay was there.


"Long time, sir," Ajay smiled. "Still sharing rooms with strangers?"


Ajay nodded like he was a relationship monk.


"And she hasn't left you. She's just waiting for you to show up the right way."


"Because she looked at you like she already knew the ending."


Ajay handed him a small napkin. Scribbled on it:"You don't rewrite love. You continue it."


🌃 Back at the Apartment – 10:52 PM


Dev was on the balcony, eating Maggi. Again.


Rohan sat on the floor, holding the ring Ishita never got to give.


Not "I'm done."Not "Leave me alone."Not "We're over."


Chapter 17 - Break-Up?