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It didn’t. Riya moved to Canada. Sameer stopped talking to him after a stupid fight about a cricket bat. Nikki grew up and became a stranger who only liked his Instagram photos. The angna was now a tiled parking space for his uncle’s SUV.

He closed his eyes. The courtyard came back. Not the cement and the SUV—but the feeling . The weight of small hands in his. The heat of a summer afternoon that held no responsibility. The certainty that the people beside you would be there tomorrow.

And Nikki simply wrote: “Angna.” Just that one word. But it was enough.