Niharika's POV

It was raining today. I used to love rains at a point of time but now I despise rains to the core. It was raining when I lost a good friend. The guy whom I loved, respected and liked the most had insulted me on a rainy day. The guy whose dreams I thought were mine shattered all my dreams and this rain wiped those broken pieces years ago. Drinking my coffee, I began visualizing the past once again.

Remembering those idiotic college days, a tear skipped from my eye.

During our second year in college, out of no reason Arpit had begun behaving weirdly. I knew about...