In the dim glow of twilight, Ramya stood on the edge of the cliff, her heart racing as she stared at the horizon. The sea beneath roared with a tempest she felt in her soul. She’d come here every day for years, waiting for him. The letters he sent were her only solace, each word a lifeline.
Tonight, she clutched a letter in her trembling hands, the ink smudged from her tears. It was the last letter he’d ever write, his words full of regret and love. He was leaving, sent away by circumstances beyond their control. She could feel his presence in every line of that letter.
A familiar figure appeared behind her, breaking the silence. It was him, his face pale but eyes burning with an intensity that mirrored hers. “I thought I’d lost you,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I’m sorry, Ramya. I’ve come back to find you.”
Ramya turned, her eyes searching his face. “But you left me. You left without a word.”
“I had no choice,” he said, stepping closer. “But every moment away was agony. I couldn’t live with the thought of you waiting, of you suffering.”
As the wind howled around them, their hands reached out and touched, the world fading into insignificance. In that moment, there were no regrets, only the shared pain of their separation and the promise of a future together.
Their kiss was fierce, as if to seal the wounds of the past and the hopes for the future. They stood there, united against the storm, their love stronger than any distance that had kept them apart.
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