Aarohi admits the regret no one talks about: not having feelings for the one person who loved her without conditions. Still close, still cared for, yet emotionally untouched, she now lives with regret and the fear that no one will ever show up like that again. Part of the Spill the Tea series, this story explores desire, guilt, and the cost of delayed regret. --- Aarohi arrived with her bag slung over one shoulder, rain still caught in the ends of her hair. She shook it out at the door, apologising for nothing in particular, and stepped inside like she already belonged to the space. “I didn’t want to catch you off guard,” she said when I opened the door. She stepped in and looked around the kitchen like she was orienting herself, even though she had been here before. “I brought nothing,” she said. “I’m sorry.” “That’s fine,” I said. “I already cooked.” “It smells nice,” she said. “What did you make?” Her eyes went to the counter. Pav bhaji. Masala idli. Everything covered, stil...
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