Niharika's POV

My heartbeat was racing. My eyes welled up with tears as Raghav's words rang in my ears.

What if he actually has a past or present clinging to him? O! Lord, not 'present' at least. I can still adjust with a past.

Wiping my tears, I tried to maintain my composure as I got off the car in front of the gate of University Girls Hostel. I saw Raghav and Arpit sitting nervous in a cafe beside the hostel as Shristi reached out to call Raghav. It was already evening as the hustle-bustle of the campus seemed to be quietened.

We went inside and sat in front of...