For Aarav, each ride with her was a novel, every word she said—highlighted. In just a week, she became a part of his world. But for Sanya, it was just convenience and company. Her laughter never reached her eyes when he cracked jokes. Her texts were short. She never talked about her life, never asked deeply about his.
One evening, he heard her talking to her friend on call:
"He's sweet, just not my type. You know how it is—I'm not gonna wait forever. If someone better comes along, I'll see..."
It shattered him, like a mirror breaking inward.
He didn't confront her. He just… faded. Stopped replying. Found excuses to skip metro rides. Changed his friend circle.
But betrayal doesn't just come once. Even in the new group, the pattern repeated. He was the backup, the filler friend, the soft pillow people used to cry on, then forgot.
Until one day, something inside him snapped.