I didn't know what anxiety was like before, but today I can feel it, I have an unknown fear inside me, maybe it's the fear of losing him. I can't eat properly, I can't sleep, I can't concentrate on anything. Tears are not stopping from my eyes. But I can't cry out loud because then everyone will know that something happened to me and everyone will be tense. I kept everything to myself. Once I thought that I should go and tell my mother everything but then I thought that there is no benefit in teasing my mother unnecessarily.

Unable to stay at home, I left. I thought I would go to his house once. Then all the way I kept blaming myself, because I knew that what happened was my fault, only for my ego that we are separated today. I'm standing outside his house now. I knocked on the door twice. After 10 seconds no one came, then when I was ready to go back I heard the door open, I was hoping that it would be Aryan. But this is his mother. I asked her that,

"Auntie! Where's Aryan?"

"He didn't tell me. He just said it would be too late to return home. Has something happened to him? Has anything happened to you?"

I was scared to hear these words from her. I was...