Lovi Sharma Story Part 1: The Beginning



My name is Lavi Sharma... and I live in Gurugram.
Every day, amidst the crowds of this city, I feel even more alone. There was a time when this very city seemed beautiful to me—because it held *him*... my everything.

Our meeting was quite simple, arranged through a mutual friend. Slowly, conversations began, and eventually, he became a habit—an integral part of my life. His text message the moment I woke up in the morning, the sound of his voice before I went to sleep at night... everything seemed absolutely perfect.

But perhaps "forever" was never meant to be written in my destiny.
Then, one day, everything changed in an instant... His conversations grew sparse, calls went unanswered, and the excuses began to pile up.

Time and again, I would try to reassure myself: "He must be busy"... but deep down, my heart knew that something was terribly wrong.

Then, one day, he finally said it:
"Lavi, this relationship just can't go on anymore..."

That single line shattered my entire world.
I even asked him, "Why?"
But he had no clear answer...

All he said was: "The feelings just aren't there anymore..."

Since that day, I haven't been the same person.
I broke... becoming completely hollow on the inside.

Even today, I walk the streets of Gurugram, but now, there is no one walking beside me.
Yet, there remains a single hope... that someday, someone will come along who truly understands me—someone who will teach me how to live again...  

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