Before I Knew Love, I Heard Her Anklet
Chapter 3
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Hi guys 🤗,let's begin
Milan at night is a paradox of beauty and silence -
Neon reflections melting on cobbled streets,
Distant laughter from passing cafes,
And the occasional thrum of a Vespa breaking the stillness
To others, it's romance.
To me, it's rhythm.
Structured. Predictable.
I liked predictable.
That's probably why I became an architect - there's freedom , yes, but only within the boundaries you draw.
And I drew mine thick.
Our home sat quietly at the edge of Milan- an old stone clad villa modernized from the inside, yet still echoing the charm of a time when life was slower.
Inside, the warm lighting hummed. I'd just finished sketching a firm study for a new project - a cultural center in Florence.
I stood, cracked my neck, and realised I'd left my reference sketchbook in Vihaan's room.
Of course, where chaos lived rent- free.
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*walked down the hall*
The sound of muffled laughter leaking through his half open door.
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*knocked and stepped in*
Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)
*longing in his bed, laptop open, cereal bowl dangerously close to tipping. On screen- a frozen video call.*
The image paused. Some girl in a worn tshirt, sketchbook in her lap.
Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)
*scrambled upright* Yo... what's up?
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*held out a gand* Sketchbook. You borrowed it....
Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)
*reached over, tossed it at me* That one?
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*nodded, flipping it open to check the tabs* Thanks
Then, just as I turned to leave, it happened .
Like silver brushing glass.
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*paused mid-step* What was that? *asked , glancing at his screen*
Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)
*blinked* That's? Uh... Nothing. Probably... Ambient noise from her room
But the sound lingered in my mind. The way it hung in the air like perfume. Familiar, even though I'd never heard it before.
I walked back to my room, sketchbook in hand..
Aaryan De luca (ml)
*sits on his chair*
But the pages didn't hold my attention anymore
All I could hear was the anklet.
A sound not meant for me..
And yet, somehow, now...
It was mine to remember.
Author
hi guys, I don't know if you are able to get the character intro so here it is
Age: 23
Background: youngest son of De Luca couple. Aaryan's younger brother. Currently pursuing a dual degree in International Business and Digital Marketing in Milan.
Personality: the charmer, emotionally intelligent, believes in love but not in drama, drama queen, golden retriever vibe, has rudraksha bead on wrist same as his brother because mom gave
Age:27
Hometown: Miltan, Italy
Profession: Ceo of Linear Arc, a global architecture and urban design firm
Background: Italian mafia descended father and an Indian classical dancer mother. Has a younger brother.
Personality: Charismatic but introverted, dangerously perceptive. Emotionally intelligent,respectful, protective and quietly intense.
Defining trait: wears rudraksha bead on his wrist- never takes it off (his mother has given)
Age:57
Background: Italian , powerful and cold to the world - a real kingpin of architectural legacies and old money networks. But around his wife, he turns into the softest man alive. Secretly still writes her poems in Italian. Loves wife more than anything.
Age:52
Background:Indian. A former classical dancer, now teaches Bharatanatyam privately in Milan. Warm, witty and a romantic at heart. Loves silk sarees, gardening and sneakily matching . Believes in Lord Shiva more than anything. Loves her husband and kids.
Does pooja but talks mostly in English or Italian with family.
Age:22
Place: Bangalore, India
Profession: Final year architecture student
Personality: introvert( to world) ,Chaos queen (with her people)
Eldest in a middle class family. Introverted by nature, expressive in her att and fiercely loyal to those she lets in. Soft spoken to the world but wildly alive with the few who know her.
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