He nodded. They had taken photos that day. Silly ones. She had even let him record her singing off-key to a old Hindi song. That video was still on his phone. Private. Safe.
She reached for the door handle. “Then we’re done.”
Meera’s smile faded. “Would you?”
Or so he thought.
She stepped out into the rain. He didn’t follow. Instead, he watched her walk away, then looked down at his phone. He opened the video of her singing. Her voice crackled through the tiny speaker, happy and unguarded. IN car mms girl friend
They had been dating for eight months. Simple moments — chai at tapris, long drives, her head on his shoulder. But lately, Arjun had been distant. Not cold, just… distracted.
“Meera, wait — I didn’t mean — ” He nodded
He nodded, but his jaw was tight. He was thinking about the video — the one his friend shared in the group yesterday. A grainy clip of a couple in a parked car. The girl’s face was visible. The boy had forwarded it “for fun.” Now half the college had seen it. The girl had stopped coming to class.