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Hi, Aditi.

Someone has been building something for you, for days.
Are you excited to see it?

💛

I knew it.

First, tell me who this is about.
One word, no spaces — who loves whom?

🤍

Last door.

Only you hold this key.

hint: the day it all began — ddmonthyyyy

Chapter One

Fire met water, and neither of us stood a chance.

September 2021. A friend group, a campus, an ordinary month — until you. Within a few conversations I already knew: this energy, this connection, this girl — something here is not ordinary.

3 October 2021

The "treat" that was never just a treat

We called it casual. We both knew it wasn't. That day I told you — I like you, and I want this. You weren't sure yet. I was sure enough for both of us.

where it began

12 October 2021

Garba night, GNLU

Lights, music, the whole campus dancing — and somewhere in that night, our first kiss. I have danced at many garbas. None of them ever mattered again.

garba night ✨

21 October 2021

Sick. Together. Worth it.

We kissed so much we shared a fever. Two idiots, one illness, zero regrets.

23 October 2021

Your first flowers from me

The first of many. White and yellow always looked like they were invented for you.

your first flowers 🌼

7 February 2022

"I love you."

I said it first. I meant it more than I had ever meant anything.

28 May 2022

The day it all began — officially

After all the ups and downs, I went down on my knees with flowers in my hands. You kissed me. That date became my favourite password to everything.

28.05.2022 — ours

22 June 2022

You said it back

Your first "I love you." I'd have waited years. It took you less — because we both knew.

you & me, that summer

4 August 2022

A night that was only ours

Some memories don't go on websites. They live somewhere safer — in us.

12 October 2021 · the night the music never ended

Do you remember?

What was the first show we ever watched together?

Chapter Two

We didn't just date.
We built a life.

Months in Vrindavan — love, fights, make-ups, more love. Long distance that never made us distant. And from June 2024, back around each other, where we belong. We fought a lot, Aditi. And somehow loved more after every fight.

🍝

My kitchen, your smile

Pasta, sandwiches, rolls — I never cooked for myself. I cooked to watch you eat.

☕

Your kitchen, my heart

Dal chawal, pulao, and that coffee. Nobody on earth makes them taste like home. Nobody.

📚

Study partners

Two judiciary aspirants, one table, endless syllabus — and somehow it never felt like work with you beside me.

🎬

Our shows, our world

From Squid Game onward — every show, every movie, one blanket, two opinions.

🗣️

Endless talking

Stupid things at 2 a.m., intellectual things at 2 p.m. With you, even silence had a conversation in it.

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Our songs

"Beginning Middle End" and Alex Warren's "Carry You Home" — I can't hear either of them without hearing us.

one blanket · two opinions · every single night

Do you remember?

Where did we kiss for the very first time?

Chapter Three

Every city we touched
became ours.

Roaming Gandhinagar like it belonged to us. Rishikesh. Shimla. Udaipur. Chandigarh. Dehradun. Agra with family. And Vrindavan — Banke Bihari ji watching over two people falling deeper.

the mountain we earned 🏔️

Kedarkantha — our first trek

It was my dream, and you walked into it with me. Freezing nights in tents, aching legs, no comforts, no toilets — just the jungle, the cold, and the two of us figuring it all out together. Every challenge that mountain threw at us, we answered as a team. And somewhere on that climb, I understood something I've never forgotten: there is no summit I want without you on the rope beside me. We came down from Kedarkantha closer than we had ever been.

Kedarkantha — a dream, accomplished together

One more — do you remember?

What happened on 28 May 2022?

fire & water

Elements like us aren't supposed to mix.
We never cared.

She once said we were Ember Lumen and Wade — and she was right. Fire and water, breaking the laws of nature just by holding hands. The world said it shouldn't work. We made our own physics, Aditi.

December · and what I owe you

Aditi, you are the most special person in my life, and I love you — that part has never wavered. But in December, I went wrong, and I will not dress it up.

I took what was ours — our home, our private world — and I spoke about it outside, in a tone that disrespected you and disrespected us. You heard it. You felt violated. You felt unsafe in the one place you should never have to feel unsafe. I did that.

I am guilty, and I am ashamed, and I am not asking you to soften either of those words for me. What lived between us was sacred, and I carried it outside our walls. I understand now — not as an idea, but in the way it has hollowed me out every day since — what I broke.

I will never do it again. Not as a promise made in a weak moment, but as a line I have drawn through who I am: our world stays ours. Guarded. Always.

This was not my pattern, Aditi. This was me failing once — badly, unforgivably-feeling — and owning every inch of it. I am not asking you to forget. I am asking for your forgiveness, and for one more chance: for our love, for our home, for us.

— your Wade, who let the fire get hurt,
and will spend forever proving the water is safe.

before the question

What I still dream for us.

I'm not only asking you to forgive the past, Aditi. I'm asking you to come build the future we always talked about — because I can still see all of it:

⚖️

Two judges, one table

We clear judiciary the way we prepared for it — together. Your name and mine on results we studied for side by side.

🏡

A home that stays sacred

Your coffee in the morning, my pasta at night, dal chawal on tired days — and everything inside those walls staying inside, always.

🛋️

Growing old, arguing about shows

Fifty years from now, still one blanket, still two opinions, still picking the next series like it's a Supreme Court matter.

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Flowers, every year

White and yellow on every 28th of May, on every random Tuesday, for the rest of our lives. I owe you decades of them.

Hi, Aditi.

I knew it.

Last door.

For Ember Lumen,
from your Wade.