Days passed.
But peace didn't come.
Because love had turned into something deeper—
And more dangerous.
Aarya started noticing things.
Late-night calls.
Secret meetings.
Blood on his shirt one night.
"Rivan… what are you hiding?" she asked.
He stayed silent.
That silence scared her more than anything.
One night, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Tell me the truth!" she shouted.
Rivan turned, his eyes dark.
"My world is not for you."
Tears filled her eyes.
"Then why did you bring me into it?!"
Silence.
Painful silence.
Then suddenly—
Gunshots echoed outside.
Chaos.
Screams.
Enemies had found them.
Rivan instantly pulled her behind him.
"Stay here," he ordered.
"No!" she held his arm tightly.
"I'm not leaving you!"
For a second, he looked at her…
Not as someone weak—
But as someone he couldn't lose.
But danger doesn't wait.
Bullets. Blood. Fear.
In that moment—
Rivan made a decision.
He pushed her away.
Hard.
"GO!" he shouted.
Tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm not leaving you!"
His voice broke for the first time—
"You are my weakness, Aarya!"
Silence.
Everything stopped.
Her heart shattered.
She stepped back slowly.
Pain written all over her face.
"So that's what I am to you…?" she whispered.
He didn't answer.
Because the truth hurt too much.
That night—
She left.
Not because she wanted to…
But because she had to.
Days turned into nights.
No calls.
No messages.
Just emptiness.
Until one day—
She heard the news.
Rivan Malhotra…
was badly injured.
Her heart didn't think.
Her feet didn't stop.
She ran back.
When she saw him—
lying weak, pale, broken—
her tears didn't stop.
She held his hand tightly.
"Why did you come back…?" he whispered weakly.
She cried.
"Because even if you push me away…"
her voice trembled—
"I can't stop loving you."
Rivan slowly opened his eyes.
For the first time—
fear was visible in them.
Not fear of death…
but fear of losing her.
He pulled her closer weakly.
And kissed her.
Soft this time.
Painful.
Real.