Arijit Singh. The undisputed king of the brokenhearted.
Ananya blinked. " Tum Hi Ho ," she said. "From Aashiqui 2 ."
Her phone buzzed. Not a call. A text. "Sorry. Work blew up. Raincheck?"
She hadn’t realised it was the peak. Everything after that was a slow, heartbreaking descent down the mountain.
Arijit Singh. The undisputed king of the brokenhearted.
Ananya blinked. " Tum Hi Ho ," she said. "From Aashiqui 2 ."
Her phone buzzed. Not a call. A text. "Sorry. Work blew up. Raincheck?"
She hadn’t realised it was the peak. Everything after that was a slow, heartbreaking descent down the mountain.
