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Sanvi was born into a world that never truly welcomed her. From the very beginning, her existence was met with disappointment—because she was a girl. Unlike other children, Sanvi faced developmental challenges; she struggled to understand the world around her, found it difficult to speak clearly, and lacked the communication skills that others took for granted. For this, she was ignored, ridiculed, and treated like a shadow within her own home.

But even in the darkness, Sanvi had a spark—she was brilliant in her studies. Slowly, silently, she began to grow. Yet, just as she stepped into school, life grew even crueler. She became a victim of relentless bullying, day after day. And she bore it all alone. Her fear of her abusive and violent family silenced her pain. She learned early on that speaking up only brought more hurt.

Years passed. The wounds she hid never healed—but she kept walking forward, searching for something—perhaps love, perhaps peace. But fate had other plans. She fell for someone younger, a love the world would never understand. Meanwhile, tragedy struck her home in ways that shattered her soul.

Still, Sanvi refused to break.

This is a haunting tale of a girl who was unloved, unheard, and unseen—yet dared to survive. Through betrayal, heartbreak, and loss, Sanvi’s journey is one of quiet strength, hidden battles, and the desperate hope that maybe, just maybe, she deserved more.

NO SHAME JUST HIM

The train of exhaustion tugged at Sanvi's every breath as she stepped foot into Siwan, finally home after an endless eight-hour journey. Her bones felt like lead, her eyes heavy with sleep, her body begging for rest. The soft murmurs of her family faded into the background, like echoes from a dream. She wanted nothing more than to melt into her bed and disappear into slumber.

Her fingers brushed against her phone, and her heart dropped a little.

"I'll be there by 11," she had said.

She closed her eyes. Maybe it's too late. Maybe I shouldn't message him now. How long can someone really wait?

But a strange guilt twisted inside her chest.

And so, with half-closed eyes, barely awake and entirely dreamlike, Sanvi typed a message.

Sanvi (zombie mode, sleep-drenched voice):

"Hey, I'm here now. Tell me fast, what did you want to talk about?"

Far away, on the other end of a screen, sat Pranjal.

For forty long minutes, he had stared at his phone like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Hope flickered and faded, flickered and faded, again and again. But he hadn't moved.

Because somewhere in his heart, he knew… she would come.

Pranjal (soft, almost whispering to himself):

"I'm here… I didn't go anywhere. I was waiting—for you. It's okay that you're late."

"Yeah… sorry. I'm barely awake, so please just tell me what this is all about."

"I… I fell in love with you the very first day I saw you. That morning in the school assembly—when you smiled—it felt like the world tilted just for me. Since that moment, it's always been you.

I know I'm younger than you. Three years. But I don't care anymore. I'll grow. I'll fight. I'll become everything you need and more.

And even if you say no—even if you break my heart—I'll never regret falling for you. You'll still be the one who lit up my world.

The exhaustion she'd carried like a storm in her bones vanished. Sleep abandoned her. Her heartbeat echoed louder than her thoughts.

Part of her had always suspected. A glance here. A smile there.

But hearing it—feeling the raw truth of it—was something else entirely.

"I… I knew you liked me. And honestly? I've got to hand it to you—the way you plan everything, the effort you put in… it's impressive. Seriously."

"Then tell me. Please. What's your answer?"

He's not lacking anything. He's kind. Sweet. Honest. Yeah, the age thing might seem weird—but who really cares?

Maybe… maybe being with him won't be such a bad idea.

Maybe I'll finally know what it's like to fall, to feel, to live.

And maybe—just maybe—it'll be better than being alone.

So she let the words fall, not from her heart, but from that fragile place between curiosity and courage.

"Okay… I'm ready to be in a relationship with you."

Pranjal (voice trembling with joy):

"You… you mean it? Thank you—thank you so much.

Sanvi (smiling to herself, softly, without thinking):

(A sentence said like a girl caught in a moment—without deep feelings, but with a strange, giddy sweetness she didn't quite understand.)

The exact moment when yesterday turned to today.

When one story ended, and another began.

Two hearts stepping into the unknown, together.

17 - THE MIDNIGHT CONFESSION