Divya’s eyes got wet. “En thambi enna love panna… enakku epdi irukku theriyuma? Konjam weird-aa irukku… konjam beautiful-um irukku.”
Arjun took a deep breath. “Akka… unna naan romba nenaichiten. Daily. Night la sleep varadhu.”
They laugh. They fight. They love.
“Illa akka. Nee mattum enakku akka nu per vechukko. Manasula nee dhaan first girl.”
Silence. The coffee went cold. Divya stood up, pacing. “Arjun, idhu sariyaana love illa. Nee confuse aagirukka.”