You and Aarav had been together for almost 11 months now. He wasn’t controlling, and it wasn’t about trust it was just him. He never liked guys being around you. Maybe he didn’t even know why. He just couldn’t stand it.

It was Diwali. The streets were glowing with diyas, laughter echoed in the air, and the faint scent of firecrackers mixed with sweets. Everyone was dressed in their best, and you had planned to meet Aarav at the park.

You were talking to a male friend, someone who had helped you recently. It wasn’t a big deal, just a casual conversation. But you knew Aarav. Even from a distance, you could feel his gaze, the way his posture stiffened.

As you walked toward him, he barely glanced at you his eyes were fixed on the guy behind you, who was just standing there, minding his own business.

"Dost hai aapka?" His voice was quiet, careful.

You nodded.

He exhaled sharply, looking away for a second before meeting your eyes again.

"Toh phir uske paas kyun thi?" His voice was still even, but there was something underneath it. "Aur wo yaha kyun aaya hai?"

He wasn’t angry. Not exactly. Just… unsettled. And you knew this had nothing to do with your friend it was just how Aarav was when it came to you.