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                                            Quiet Ties of Care  - Part 2 Interlude: The Song She Didn’t Know She Loved He once made her listen to all his favorite songs — many in Punjabi or Himachali, languages she didn’t know. He sat with her, explaining each line, like a quiet translator of feelings. She remembered the way his voice softened when he reached a line he loved, the way his eyes carried the story. She listened because he asked her to — and slowly, she began to love the music too. That day, when her roommate told her Harsh had replied, something stirred. Not pain. Just a kind of... ache. She didn’t want to reach out. She didn’t want him. But she found herself wanting one of those songs. She didn’t even remember the name. Just a feeling. A trace of lyrics. She searched and searched — tracing the story behind the song, trying keywords, mel...

                                             Quiet Ties of Care They were bound not by promises or grand declarations, but by a quiet understanding — a shared comfort that grew between walks, borrowed books, and soft conversations. Kennie admired Harsh’s silence, while he seemed to find ease in her presence. She began helping him with DSA — not out of obligation, but because she genuinely wanted to see him succeed. Their bond was subtle, unspoken, but full of warmth. And though he’d once told her he couldn’t offer his heart — tied by a promise from his past — she stayed, carefully, not expecting anything more than honesty. But the days shifted. After a long period of silence, Harsh finally admitted something: he didn’t like chatting. Kennie replied simply — “Okay, I won’t text you again on chat.” And she meant it. A week passed. There were no messag...