"You look like you're thinking about something heavy," Indra whispered over the music. "You know, the world doesn't end if you let someone in."
In that moment, the walls didn't crumble; they simply felt unnecessary. The fear of falling was still there, but for the first time in years, the prospect of the fall felt less like a crash and more like flying.
The cafe was still noisy, the rain was still falling, but as the song played on, Maya realized she wasn't just listening to a lyric anymore—she was living it.
As the upbeat, jazzy chords of a familiar song began to play over the cafe speakers, Indra looked at her. He didn't look away when she caught his eye. Instead, he smiled—that soft, encouraging smile that seemed to ask a question Maya wasn't sure she was ready to answer.
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