Shadows of a Forgotten Love (A Love Born Late. A Betrayal That Came Too Soon) - Chapter 7

 

Chapter 7: The Ghost of What He Had

Some losses scream in silence. And some regrets never stop whispering.

Aditya’s Guilt

The house no longer felt like a home.
Without Aditi, it was just a structure — filled with memories that now mocked him.

He sat on their bed — no, her side of the bed — holding the letter for the hundredth time, trying to breathe through the weight in his chest.

“She was right here,” he whispered to himself, broken.
“And I… I never truly saw her.”

His days became restless.
He couldn't focus at work.
He couldn’t eat properly.
He couldn’t stop replaying every moment — every smile she gave, every hug she waited for, every silent cry she buried behind her eyes.

Riya’s Reality

Riya, meanwhile, celebrated too early.

She thought Aditya would finally choose her.
She waited for him to say, “It’s over. I’m free now.”

Instead, he stopped answering her calls.
Stopped replying to her messages.
Stopped everything.

One day, when she finally showed up at his office, he looked at her with tired, hollow eyes.

“You were never the one who stayed,” he said flatly.
“Aditi did. Until I gave her no reason to.”

Riya's smile vanished.

“So what now, Aditya? You’re blaming me for what you did?”

“No,” he said bitterly. “I’m blaming myself... for not seeing who I should’ve been loving all along.”

And with that, he turned his back on her.

For good.

Aditya’s Search

Days turned into weeks.

Aditya tried to reach out to Aditi.

  • He went to her parents.

  • Called her friends.

  • Emailed her office.

But she had taken leave.
Gone away. Disappeared without a trace.

Her parents refused to interfere.
“She doesn’t want to be found,” her mother had said with a heavy heart.
“She gave you everything. Let her have peace now.”

Aditi’s Solitude

Far from the city, in a quiet coastal town, Aditi had rented a small cottage.

She walked by the sea each morning. Watched the waves crash, steady and unbothered.
Some days, she cried.
Other days, she felt light.
But every day, she healed — one breath at a time.

She missed him.
Yes.
But she didn’t want to go back to being someone’s shadow again.

Aditya’s Realization

One evening, Aditya found himself sitting on a bench outside a park where they had once walked together.

In his hands was a diary — her journal — one she had unknowingly left behind.

He turned the pages with trembling fingers.

“He brings me coffee, but still looks like he’s searching for someone else.”
“I want to believe his affection is mine. But deep down, I know it’s a ghost I can’t compete with.”
“Is it possible to fall in love with someone who was never truly yours?”

Aditya pressed the book to his chest and broke down again.

He had ruined the one thing that was real.

Ending Scene of the Chapter

Aditya stood before the mirror, eyes bloodshot, voice cracking.

“I loved her…” he whispered.
“I just realized it too late.”

And some loves… don’t wait.

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