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Hyderabad had seen every kind of love story.

Love at first sight. One-sided love. Arranged love. Forgotten love.

But Lucky had absolutely no interest in any of them.

For her, life was meant to be enjoyed before it became complicated.

She was the kind of girl who could walk into a café alone, make friends with strangers within ten minutes, laugh loudly without caring who was watching, and disappear on a random drive just because the weather felt good.

Her philosophy was simple.

“Love is a beautiful word people use before making their lives miserable.”

And there was one person who had heard that sentence more times than anyone else.

Sandy.

Her best friend.

They had known each other for years. He knew when she was lying, when she was angry, when she was pretending to be happy and, most importantly, when she needed someone beside her without asking for explanations.

Lucky never noticed the way Sandy looked at her when she wasn’t looking at him.

He never confessed.

He never proposed.

He never even tried to make her fall for him.

Because Sandy knew Lucky.

He knew that if he pushed her, she’d run.

So he stayed exactly where she needed him to be.

Beside her.

One Friday evening, Lucky and Sandy were sitting at a rooftop café overlooking the Hyderabad skyline.

Lucky was scrolling through her phone.

“Everyone is getting married,” she said suddenly.

Sandy looked up.

“That’s generally what happens when people grow up.”

Lucky frowned.

“I don’t understand why.”

“Why what?”

“Why people voluntarily give up their freedom.”

Sandy smiled.

“Maybe they find someone worth giving it up for.”

Lucky laughed.

“That’s exactly the kind of nonsense I’m talking about.”

Sandy didn’t answer.

Lucky looked at him.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“You have that face.”

“What face?”

“The ‘I know something you don’t know’ face.”

Sandy smiled.

“I don’t know anything.”

Lucky narrowed her eyes.

“You’re lying.”

Before Sandy could answer, Lucky’s attention shifted towards the entrance.

Someone had just walked into the café.

A man.

Tall.

Calm.

Dressed simply, but carrying himself with a confidence that didn’t seem deliberate.

He wasn’t looking around trying to impress anyone.

That was probably why Lucky noticed him.

She watched him for a few seconds.

Sandy noticed.

“Who are you looking at?”

Lucky immediately looked away.

“Nobody.”

Sandy smiled.

“Interesting.”

“Don’t start.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You were about to.”

The man walked towards the counter.

His name was Shiv.

And neither Lucky nor Sandy knew that his arrival was about to change the balance between them.

Later that night, Lucky was walking towards her car when she accidentally dropped her keys.

Before she could pick them up, another hand reached them first.

She looked up.

Shiv.

“You dropped these.”

Lucky took the keys.

“Thanks.”

“Lucky?”

She paused.

“How do you know my name?”

Shiv smiled.

“Your friend called you.”

Lucky glanced behind him.

Sandy was nowhere nearby.

“You were listening?”

“I wasn’t trying to.”

There was something about his expression that irritated her.

Or perhaps intrigued her.

She couldn’t decide.

“So you’re Shiv?”

He nodded.

“And you’re Lucky.”

“Unfortunately.”

He smiled.

“That’s a strange way to introduce yourself.”

“I’m a strange person.”

“I noticed.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“Already?”

“It’s not difficult.”

For the first time in a long time, Lucky didn’t have a smart reply.

Shiv walked away.

She stood there watching him.

Then she whispered to herself—

“Okay… that was interesting.”

The next few days, Shiv appeared in her life in unexpected ways.

A coffee shop.

A bookstore.

A friend’s gathering.

A chance meeting near Jubilee Hills.

Each time, there was the same effortless tension between them.

They didn’t know each other.

But somehow, every conversation felt familiar.

Lucky began noticing things she usually wouldn’t notice.

The way Shiv smiled before answering.

The way he looked directly into her eyes.

The way he never seemed desperate for her attention.

And that bothered her.

Because Lucky was used to people trying to impress her.

Shiv didn’t.

One evening, Lucky found herself sitting opposite Shiv at a quiet café.

Rain had started outside.

She looked through the glass window.

“Hyderabad rain.”

Shiv smiled.

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it.”

“Then why do you look annoyed?”

“Because rain makes people romantic.”

“And that’s a problem?”

“For me, yes.”

“Why?”

Lucky looked at him.

“Because I don’t believe in love.”

Shiv leaned back.

“Maybe you just haven’t met someone who makes you believe in it.”

Lucky smiled.

“And you think you’re that person?”

“No.”

His answer surprised her.

“I don’t think I’m anything.”

“Then why are you here?”

He looked at her.

“Because I wanted to see you.”

Silence.

For once, Lucky didn’t laugh.

Her eyes remained on his.

The rain became louder outside.

Neither of them moved.

There was something in that silence that felt more intimate than words.

Lucky slowly looked away.

Shiv smiled.

“You’re nervous.”

“I don’t get nervous.”

“You are now.”

She looked back at him.

“Don’t be so confident.”

“I’m not confident.”

“Then?”

“I just like watching you pretend you’re not affected.”

Lucky’s heartbeat changed.

She hated that he noticed.

She hated even more that she liked it.

Outside the café, Sandy was waiting in his car.

He had called Lucky twice.

No answer.

He looked towards the café.

Through the glass, he saw Lucky sitting with Shiv.

He smiled faintly.

Not because he was happy.

Because he already knew.

Lucky had finally found someone who could make her feel something she had spent years avoiding.

He started his car and drove away.

Inside, Lucky’s phone finally lit up.

Sandy.

She looked at the screen.

Then at Shiv.

She didn’t answer.

Shiv noticed.

“Your boyfriend?”

Lucky laughed.

“No.”

“Then why aren’t you answering?”

“Because he’s my best friend.”

“Ah.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Lucky leaned closer.

“You’re jealous?”

Shiv smiled.

“Should I be?”

She looked at him.

For a moment, neither spoke.

Then Lucky said softly—

“Maybe.”

Shiv’s expression changed.

The distance between them suddenly felt much smaller.

Lucky could feel her own heartbeat.

Shiv slowly leaned closer.

Not enough to cross the line.

Just enough to make her wonder if he would.

Lucky didn’t move away.

Their eyes met.

The moment stretched.

Then Shiv stopped.

He smiled and whispered—

“Good night, Lucky.”

He stood up.

Lucky stared at him.

“That’s it?”

Shiv turned around.

“What were you expecting?”

Lucky smiled.

“I don’t know.”

“That’s probably why I should leave.”

He walked away.

Lucky remained seated, staring at the rain.

For the first time in her life, she had no idea what she wanted.

But she knew she wanted to see him again.

The next morning, Lucky woke up to a message from an unknown number.

“Tonight. 8 PM. Same place.”

She stared at it.

No name.

Just the message.

She smiled.

Then another message arrived.

“Come alone.”

Lucky’s smile disappeared.

She looked at the number again.

And then she noticed something.

It wasn’t Shiv’s number.

Before she could reply, another message arrived.

“If you want to know why Shiv came to Hyderabad… come.”

Lucky’s face changed.

Who was this person?

And what did Shiv have to do with it?

For the first time, Lucky’s carefree world suddenly had a mystery in it.

And she was already walking straight towards it.

29:T23c4,

Hyderabad had seen every kind of love story.

Love at first sight. One-sided love. Arranged love. Forgotten love.

But Lucky had absolutely no interest in any of them.

For her, life was meant to be enjoyed before it became complicated.

Her philosophy was simple.

“Love is a beautiful word people use before making their lives miserable.”

And there was one person who had heard that sentence more times than anyone else.

Sandy.

Her best friend.

Lucky never noticed the way Sandy looked at her when she wasn’t looking at him.

He never confessed.

He never proposed.

He never even tried to make her fall for him.

Because Sandy knew Lucky.

He knew that if he pushed her, she’d run.

So he stayed exactly where she needed him to be.

Beside her.

One Friday evening, Lucky and Sandy were sitting at a rooftop café overlooking the Hyderabad skyline.

Lucky was scrolling through her phone.

“Everyone is getting married,” she said suddenly.

Sandy looked up.

“That’s generally what happens when people grow up.”

Lucky frowned.

“I don’t understand why.”

“Why what?”

“Why people voluntarily give up their freedom.”

Sandy smiled.

“Maybe they find someone worth giving it up for.”

Lucky laughed.

“That’s exactly the kind of nonsense I’m talking about.”

Sandy didn’t answer.

Lucky looked at him.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“You have that face.”

“What face?”

“The ‘I know something you don’t know’ face.”

Sandy smiled.

“I don’t know anything.”

Lucky narrowed her eyes.

“You’re lying.”

Before Sandy could answer, Lucky’s attention shifted towards the entrance.

Someone had just walked into the café.

A man.

Tall.

Calm.

Dressed simply, but carrying himself with a confidence that didn’t seem deliberate.

He wasn’t looking around trying to impress anyone.

That was probably why Lucky noticed him.

She watched him for a few seconds.

Sandy noticed.

“Who are you looking at?”

Lucky immediately looked away.

“Nobody.”

Sandy smiled.

“Interesting.”

“Don’t start.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You were about to.”

The man walked towards the counter.

His name was Shiv.

And neither Lucky nor Sandy knew that his arrival was about to change the balance between them.

Later that night, Lucky was walking towards her car when she accidentally dropped her keys.

Before she could pick them up, another hand reached them first.

She looked up.

Shiv.

“You dropped these.”

Lucky took the keys.

“Thanks.”

“Lucky?”

She paused.

“How do you know my name?”

Shiv smiled.

“Your friend called you.”

Lucky glanced behind him.

Sandy was nowhere nearby.

“You were listening?”

“I wasn’t trying to.”

There was something about his expression that irritated her.

Or perhaps intrigued her.

She couldn’t decide.

“So you’re Shiv?”

He nodded.

“And you’re Lucky.”

“Unfortunately.”

He smiled.

“That’s a strange way to introduce yourself.”

“I’m a strange person.”

“I noticed.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“Already?”

“It’s not difficult.”

For the first time in a long time, Lucky didn’t have a smart reply.

Shiv walked away.

She stood there watching him.

Then she whispered to herself—

“Okay… that was interesting.”

The next few days, Shiv appeared in her life in unexpected ways.

A coffee shop.

A bookstore.

A friend’s gathering.

A chance meeting near Jubilee Hills.

Each time, there was the same effortless tension between them.

They didn’t know each other.

But somehow, every conversation felt familiar.

Lucky began noticing things she usually wouldn’t notice.

The way Shiv smiled before answering.

The way he looked directly into her eyes.

The way he never seemed desperate for her attention.

And that bothered her.

Because Lucky was used to people trying to impress her.

Shiv didn’t.

One evening, Lucky found herself sitting opposite Shiv at a quiet café.

Rain had started outside.

She looked through the glass window.

“Hyderabad rain.”

Shiv smiled.

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it.”

“Then why do you look annoyed?”

“Because rain makes people romantic.”

“And that’s a problem?”

“For me, yes.”

“Why?”

Lucky looked at him.

“Because I don’t believe in love.”

Shiv leaned back.

“Maybe you just haven’t met someone who makes you believe in it.”

Lucky smiled.

“And you think you’re that person?”

“No.”

His answer surprised her.

“I don’t think I’m anything.”

“Then why are you here?”

He looked at her.

“Because I wanted to see you.”

Silence.

For once, Lucky didn’t laugh.

Her eyes remained on his.

The rain became louder outside.

Neither of them moved.

There was something in that silence that felt more intimate than words.

Lucky slowly looked away.

Shiv smiled.

“You’re nervous.”

“I don’t get nervous.”

“You are now.”

She looked back at him.

“Don’t be so confident.”

“I’m not confident.”

“Then?”

“I just like watching you pretend you’re not affected.”

Lucky’s heartbeat changed.

She hated that he noticed.

She hated even more that she liked it.

Outside the café, Sandy was waiting in his car.

He had called Lucky twice.

No answer.

He looked towards the café.

Through the glass, he saw Lucky sitting with Shiv.

He smiled faintly.

Not because he was happy.

Because he already knew.

Lucky had finally found someone who could make her feel something she had spent years avoiding.

He started his car and drove away.

Inside, Lucky’s phone finally lit up.

Sandy.

She looked at the screen.

Then at Shiv.

She didn’t answer.

Shiv noticed.

“Your boyfriend?”

Lucky laughed.

“No.”

“Then why aren’t you answering?”

“Because he’s my best friend.”

“Ah.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Lucky leaned closer.

“You’re jealous?”

Shiv smiled.

“Should I be?”

She looked at him.

For a moment, neither spoke.

Then Lucky said softly—

“Maybe.”

Shiv’s expression changed.

The distance between them suddenly felt much smaller.

Lucky could feel her own heartbeat.

Shiv slowly leaned closer.

Not enough to cross the line.

Just enough to make her wonder if he would.

Lucky didn’t move away.

Their eyes met.

The moment stretched.

Then Shiv stopped.

He smiled and whispered—

“Good night, Lucky.”

He stood up.

Lucky stared at him.

“That’s it?”

Shiv turned around.

“What were you expecting?”

Lucky smiled.

“I don’t know.”

“That’s probably why I should leave.”

He walked away.

Lucky remained seated, staring at the rain.

For the first time in her life, she had no idea what she wanted.

But she knew she wanted to see him again.

The next morning, Lucky woke up to a message from an unknown number.

“Tonight. 8 PM. Same place.”

She stared at it.

No name.

Just the message.

She smiled.

Then another message arrived.

“Come alone.”

Lucky’s smile disappeared.

She looked at the number again.

And then she noticed something.

It wasn’t Shiv’s number.

Before she could reply, another message arrived.

“If you want to know why Shiv came to Hyderabad… come.”

Lucky’s face changed.

Who was this person?

And what did Shiv have to do with it?

For the first time, Lucky’s carefree world suddenly had a mystery in it.

And she was already walking straight towards it.

2a:T1b5d,

Absolutely. I’ll make Episode 2 more intense: unexpected physical closeness, strong chemistry, jealousy and emotional tension, while keeping the romance sensual rather than explicit.

Lucky stared at the message again.

“If you want to know why Shiv came to Hyderabad… come.”

She should have ignored it.

That was the sensible thing to do.

But Lucky had never been particularly good at doing the sensible thing.

At exactly eight, she reached the place.

The café was almost empty.

She walked inside, looking around.

“Hello?”

No answer.

She took another step.

Suddenly, someone caught her wrist.

Lucky turned sharply.

“Shiv!”

He immediately let go.

“Sorry.”

Lucky stared at him.

“You scared me.”

“I didn’t expect you to actually come.”

“You told me to.”

“I didn’t send that message.”

Lucky’s expression changed.

“What?”

Shiv pulled out his phone and showed her.

The message had never come from him.

For a few seconds, neither spoke.

Then Lucky asked quietly,

“Then who sent it?”

“I don’t know.”

She looked towards the door.

“Let’s leave.”

Shiv nodded.

They stepped outside.

The night air was warm, and Hyderabad was alive around them.

Lucky walked quickly.

Shiv followed.

“Slow down.”

“I’m not scared.”

“I didn’t say you were.”

“Then stop following me.”

“I thought you wanted me beside you.”

She stopped.

Turned.

Looked at him.

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

“I know.”

He smiled.

That smile irritated her.

Because it made her forget why she was angry.

They stood only a few feet apart.

Lucky folded her arms.

“You’re hiding something.”

“Maybe.”

“What?”

“I’ll tell you when I know what you’re accusing me of.”

She rolled her eyes.

“You’re impossible.”

“And yet you came.”

Lucky opened her mouth.

Nothing came out.

Shiv took one step closer.

She didn’t move.

Another step.

Now there was barely any distance between them.

“You should go home,” he whispered.

“You first.”

“I asked you first.”

“I don’t take orders.”

“I know.”

His eyes stayed on hers.

The city noise seemed to disappear.

Lucky could hear only her own breathing.

Shiv slowly lifted his hand.

He gently moved a strand of hair away from her face.

Lucky froze.

His fingers lingered for just a second near her cheek.

She should have stepped away.

Instead, she looked directly into his eyes.

“Why do you look at me like that?” she whispered.

“Like what?”

“Like you already know me.”

“Maybe I want to.”

His hand slipped away.

Lucky caught his wrist before he could move.

Neither of them expected it.

She looked down at her hand around his wrist.

Then back at him.

Shiv smiled faintly.

“You’re the one holding me now.”

Lucky released him immediately.

“I wasn’t.”

“You were.”

“Forget it.”

She turned.

Shiv caught her hand gently.

This time, Lucky didn’t pull away.

He moved closer.

She could feel his breath.

Their eyes met.

For one suspended moment, neither of them seemed willing to make the first move.

Then Lucky whispered,

“This is a bad idea.”

“I know.”

“You don’t even know me.”

“I know that too.”

“And still…”

“And still what?”

Lucky looked at his lips for the briefest moment.

Shiv noticed.

The teasing disappeared from his face.

He leaned closer.

Lucky didn’t retreat.

Their lips met in a brief, unexpected kiss.

It wasn’t planned.

It wasn’t perfect.

It was simply sudden.

And when they separated, both looked genuinely surprised.

Lucky touched her lips unconsciously.

Shiv looked at her.

“I’m sorry.”

Lucky shook her head.

“Don’t be.”

That answer changed everything.

She stepped closer this time.

Her fingers caught the front of his shirt.

Shiv looked down at her hand.

Then back at her.

“Lucky…”

“Don’t talk.”

She kissed him again.

This time, neither of them was surprised.

His arms gently came around her.

She rested one hand against his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath her palm.

For a few seconds, the world outside didn’t matter.

Then Lucky suddenly pulled away.

She looked almost frightened by her own reaction.

“What are we doing?”

Shiv answered honestly.

“I don’t know.”

“That scares me.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t usually lose control.”

He smiled softly.

“Maybe you aren’t losing control.”

“Then what?”

“Maybe you’re finally allowing yourself to feel something.”

Lucky looked away.

Her phone began ringing.

Sandy.

She stared at the screen.

Shiv noticed the name.

“Answer it.”

Lucky didn’t.

The phone stopped.

A moment later, another message appeared.

Sandy: Where are you?

Lucky locked the phone.

Shiv watched her.

“You should tell him.”

“Tell him what?”

“That you’re not where he thinks you are.”

Lucky looked at him.

“How much do you know about Sandy?”

“Enough to know he cares about you.”

She frowned.

“You sound jealous.”

“I am.”

The honesty caught her completely off guard.

Shiv stepped closer.

“But I’m not going to ask you to choose.”

Lucky stared at him.

“Why?”

“Because I don’t know what I am to you yet.”

He walked away.

Lucky remained standing there.

She watched him disappear into the night.

Then she looked at her phone.

Three missed calls from Sandy.

And one new message from the unknown number.

“Now you understand why Shiv came to Hyderabad.”

Lucky’s smile vanished.

She opened the message.

There was a photograph attached.

Her eyes widened.

It was a picture of Shiv.

But not in Hyderabad.

The photograph had been taken years earlier.

And standing beside him was someone Lucky knew very well.

Someone she never expected to see connected to Shiv.

Lucky whispered—

“Sandy…?”

The screen went black.

To be continued…

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