The Evening That Felt Like an AnswerSome moments don’t ask permission before becoming memories.They simply arrive, sit beside you, and change how you remember everything that came before.Three days passed after the hug.Not distant days.Not uncomfortable days.Just quieter ones.Aarushi and Mira still met every evening. They still walked together. They still shared tea, silences, and unfinished conversations. But something had shifted—like a door had opened slightly between them, allowing light to enter where hesitation once lived.That evening, the sky glowed with fading gold when Aarushi reached the bus stop.Mira wasn’t there.For the first time in weeks, Aarushi didn’t feel panic.