The distance wasn't just miles anymore.
It was in their words.
In their silence.
In everything they weren't saying.
The misunderstanding begins
Rani was scrolling absentmindedly when she saw it again—
Another post.
This time, a short video.
Meera laughing freely, her colleague's hand briefly on her shoulder.
The comment section flooded with teasing messages:
"Perfect pair 😂"
"Work wife vibes!"
Rani's heart sank.
"…Maybe I'm the only one still holding on…"
Meanwhile…
Meera finally got a free moment.
She picked up her phone, ready to call Rani.
But before she could—
A message popped up from Rani:
"You seem happier there."
Meera frowned.
"…What does that mean?"
Emotional collision
The call that followed wasn't warm.
It was sharp. Fragile.
"…What's going on, Rani?" Meera asked.
"…Nothing. You look happy. That's all," Rani replied, trying to sound calm.
Meera sighed. "…I am working hard. That doesn't mean I've replaced you."
"…It doesn't feel like I'm part of your life anymore," Rani said, voice breaking slightly.
Meera's patience snapped a little.
"…So now I need to prove my love every day?"
Silence.
Words that hurt
"…No," Rani whispered. "…But I didn't think I'd feel this… distant from you."
Meera closed her eyes, frustrated and hurt.
"…You think this is easy for me? Being here alone, trying to build something for us?"
"…Then why does it feel like you're building it without me?"
That question hit hard.
The breaking point
Neither of them meant to hurt the other.
But every word… did.
"…Maybe we need space," Meera said quietly.
Rani froze.
"…Space?"
"…Just… to think. To breathe. We're hurting each other like this."
Rani's voice dropped to a whisper.
"…Or maybe we're just… losing each other."
Emotional climax
The call ended.
No "goodnight."
No "I love you."
Just silence.
Rani sat on the floor, tears falling freely.
"…We survived everything… how are we losing like this?"
Miles away, Meera stared at her phone, heart heavy.
"…Why does this hurt more than any fight we've ever had?"