Chapter 1: The Message (Present Day)
Aarav's phone buzzed on the bedside table in his cramped Mumbai apartment. The screen displayed a single, heart-wrenching text: "I'm leaving. Find me."
He stared at the message, his mind swirling with memories of secret meetings, stolen glances beneath moonlit balconies, and the warm timbre of Meera's laughter—a sound that still echoed in the quiet corners of his heart.
But more than the memories, Aarav heard the echo of his father's parting words from months before, spoken with the weight of tradition and expectation: "Honor the family name, no matter what."
Torn between duty and desire, Aarav folded the unsent letter he had been drafting for weeks. In it, he had poured every doubt and hope—a desperate plan to leave behind the world of concrete and deadlines, to chase a promise that had always been just out of reach. With resolve born from both love and rebellion, he packed a single duffel bag and booked a flight bound for London. His departure was not just a physical journey, but a declaration that some chains—even those forged by legacy—could be broken.