Ch. 3: Chapter 3 — New Year’s Afternoon

The city woke slowly.

Aarav found himself walking without planning. His feet took him to that same café.

She was already there.

Meera looked up, surprised — then smiled.

“Happy New Year,” she said.

They ordered coffee. No heavy words. No dramatic speeches. Just quiet laughter and soft hope.

Outside, people hurried with fresh resolutions.

Inside, two tired hearts rested.