Love Was Never EqualAyan had never believed in soulmates until he saw her misplace her library card.It was a Tuesday. She was fumbling at the counter, embarrassed. He silently handed her his spare card. She looked up—brown eyes, a crooked smile—and said, “You just saved my entire research paper.”Her name was Nidhi. She was a literature student. He was a software developer who hadn’t read a novel in three years.That didn’t stop him from memorizing every book she checked out.For eighteen months, Ayan loved her the way rain loves earth—quietly, completely, without asking for permission. He’d wait outside her department