Unspoken Words
*( A Love Story in Three Parts)* **Part 1: The Meeting** The winter air was crisp that morning, carrying the faint scent of old books and coffee as Arjun hurried up the steps of Delhi University’s library. He was lost in thought when a gust of wind sent a stack of books tumbling from the arms of a girl descending the stairs. Without thinking, he bent to help her gather them. "Sorry about that," he said, handing her a copy of *The Alchemist*. She looked up, her dark eyes meeting his for a fleeting second before she smiled. "It’s okay. Thank you." Her voice was soft, melodic—the kind that lingered in your ears long after the words were spoken. Her name was Naina. An English Literature student who always sat in the quiet corner of the library, her nose buried in poetry or classic novels. Arjun, an Economics major, had noticed her before but never dared to...