Naina loved Veer Malhotra the way only a girl with no business loving him could — quietly, completely, and alone. He found out. He was disgusted. She left. That was six years ago. Now Veer walks into a corporate event, a board meeting, a party — and she is there. Not waiting for him. Not looking for him. Just existing in a room like she owns the air in it. Successful. Unreachable. Unbothered. She glances at him once — the way you glance at a stranger — and looks away. He stands there and feels something crack open in his chest. She didn't come back to his world. He stumbled into hers. And she has built it so completely without him that there isn't even a shadow of his memory in it. He had her love and called it beneath him. Now he can't sleep. Can't stop thinking. Can't understand why the one woman who has absolutely no interest in him is the only one he wants. She stopped needing him years ago. He's only just realising he needed her all along.