After a few minutes of awkward small talk, Liya left to join Ratika, who had been waiting outside. I watched her go, feeling a strange mix of relief and anxiety. As the door closed behind her, the café suddenly felt much quieter, the sounds of laughter and chatter seeming to fade into the background.
When I was about to stand, Liya rushed back in, her eyes shining with excitement. Before I could react, she threw herself at me, her lips crashing into mine in a fierce, desperate kiss that sent my head spinning. Her body pressed against mine, and for a moment, the world outside the café ceases to exist.
Breathless, she pulled away, her eyes searching mine for reassurance. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice a mix of joy and relief. "Thank you, Jain."
