The first rays of sunlight spilled into the penthouse, glinting off the glass walls and filling the room with a warm golden glow.

Veeresh stirred first, careful not to wake Poornima. He slipped quietly to the kitchen, making tea with the precision and care only he could manage.

Moments later, he returned, carrying two steaming cups.

“Tea,” he said softly, handing her one.

Poornima yawned, rubbed her eyes, and smiled. “Thanks, Veer.”

They sat together, sipping the warm tea, letting the quiet morning wrap around them. There was no rush, no tension—just the simple, comforting presence of each other.

After a few moments, Veeresh checked his watch. “I need to go soon.”

Poornima nodded, finishing her tea. “Okay… but you’ll drop me at work, right?”

“Of course,” he said, smiling. “And then I’ll head to the office. But evening… come soon. We need to buy a few things.”

She laughed softly, brushing a stray hair behind her ear. “Okay, we’ll shop together.”

They got up, freshened up, and got ready for the day. Veeresh’s kurta and Poornima’s smart casual attire made them look effortless, yet together, perfectly in sync.

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The Ride to Work

Veeresh parked his bike carefully, the morning breeze rustling Poornima’s hair.

“Here we are,” he said, stopping in front of her office building.

She smiled at him, leaning slightly to peck his cheek. “Thanks for the drop, Veer.”

He grinned, his fingers brushing hers lightly. “Always. Go, make today count. I’ll see you this evening.”

Poornima hopped off the bike and waved. “Don’t take too long at your meeting!”

Veeresh watched her enter the building, the sight of her walking away making him grin beneath his helmet. Then, he revved the bike and headed straight to Rehan’s office for an important meeting.

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Veeresh’s Mind While Working

Even as he focused on work, Veeresh’s mind wandered. Poornima’s laughter, the way she tilted her head when curious, the soft curve of her smile—it all stayed with him.

Nothing else mattered as much. Meetings could wait. Decisions could wait. All that mattered was her, and soon, the evening when they would shop together, laugh together, and share moments only they could understand.

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The day passed in a blur for both of them.

For Veeresh, it was work, decisions, calls, and strategies.

For Poornima, it was emails, meetings, and project deadlines.

But underneath it all, the thought of each other kept them grounded.

Even in the busiest of moments, even in the mundane routines, their hearts were connected—quietly, simply, perfectly.

And Veeresh already knew, with absolute certainty, that no matter what the day brought, he would always find his way back to her.