Imperfectly Perfect Love

Imperfectly perfect Love

They had been sitting in the Rosewood Cafe, across from each other. She had smiled at him as he sat across from her. Yes, he was ten minutes late, but she hadn’t complained.

"Ruhana, you came early?" he asked.

"Yeah, Vineet. I went to D-Mart to get a few essentials, so I stopped by. Otherwise, I would have had to come back again," she said, her lips curving into a smile.

"Oh nice, so, are you going to treat me to some delicacy?" he asked, his tone laced with mischief.

Ruhana looked at him, amused. She chuckled, "Um, I haven’t thought of it, but you can tell me what you would like to have. I’d love to cook for you," she said, her face instantly lighting up.

Vineet looked at her, half-smiling, half-smirking. "Okay, so, I’ll let you know. For now, let’s order some coffee," he said.

She nodded, and he went to order two espressos. When he came back, she glanced at him.

"What did you need to talk about, Vineet?" she asked.

He looked at her, his demeanour changing in that moment. She looked at him hopefully, as if they were going to talk about something significant. However, she didn’t notice the mischievous smirk on his lips, overshadowed by his serious demeanour. He reached out to hold her hands; however, this time, they were cold against her warm skin.

"Ruhana, I wanted to talk to you," he said, reading the changing expressions on her face.

"Yeah, tell me; I hope things are fine with you," she asked, her tone gentle as ever.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I just wanted to talk about us. It’s something I’ve been wanting to say for many days, Ruhana, but didn’t get the chance," he said, his tone gentle but his demeanour no-nonsense.

Ruhana looked at him, her heart beating faster than she had expected. She could feel something amiss in his gentle tone, and though she tried to map his expressions, she couldn’t understand his inner turmoil. As she waited for him to speak, he looked into her eyes, and the words fell from his mouth, his tone casual.

"I don’t think it’s working out, Ruhana. I need a breakup."

As she heard the words, she froze in her place, staring at him wide-eyed. She gazed at him as if it were a bad dream; however, when he repeated his words, she came back to reality.

"I need time; let’s break up, Ruhana."

Though she was staring at him, she didn’t say a word. Her heartbeat was racing—he could even hear it—but nothing happened as he had expected. She just stood there staring at him and then suddenly collapsed over the table. Panic surged through him as soon as he saw her falling, and within no time, he rushed her to the hospital.

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