It was 1:12 AM.
The world outside was quiet, except for the sound of rain tapping softly against the window.
Rahat sat alone in the dark, his phone glowing faintly in his trembling hands.
His eyes were fixed on one thing—
"Last seen 12:47 AM."
He whispered under his breath,
"Neela… just one reply… please…"
Neela wasn't just a name anymore.
She was Rahat's habit… his peace… his everything.
Their story began with something so small—
a simple Facebook comment.
A random reply turned into a conversation,
and that conversation slowly became a connection neither of them could explain.
Every morning started with her message—
"Good morning, sleepyhead ☀️"
Every night ended with—
"Don't stay up too late… dream of me ❤️"
And somewhere between those messages…
they fell in love.
One evening, Neela asked softly,
"Rahat… if one day I disappear, what would you do?"
Rahat laughed a little, trying to avoid the seriousness,
"You can't disappear. You're my whole world."
But Neela didn't laugh.
She just typed… then erased… then finally sent—
"Promise me… you won't forget me."
Rahat replied instantly,
"I could forget myself… but never you."
On the other side of the screen, Neela smiled…
with tears quietly falling from her eyes.
Days passed like a beautiful dream.
But dreams… don't last forever.
One day, Neela stopped replying.
At first, Rahat thought she was just busy.
Then hours turned into a full day…
a day into three…
three into seven.
His messages kept going—
"Neela, where are you?"
"Are you okay?"
"I'm scared… please talk to me…"
"I'm sorry if I hurt you… I didn't mean to…"
His fingers kept typing…
but his heart was slowly breaking with every unanswered message.
He stopped eating properly.
He couldn't sleep.
Every notification made his heart race—
only to realize… it wasn't her.
On the 7th day… his phone rang.
An unknown number.
With a shaking voice, he answered,
"Hello…?"
A soft, unfamiliar voice replied,
"Are you Rahat?"
"Yes… who is this?"
A small pause… then the words that shattered everything—
"I'm Neela's sister…
Neela… is no more…"
Time stopped.
Rahat couldn't breathe.
The world around him faded into silence.
"No… no, that's not true… please say it's not true…"
But the voice continued, breaking with emotion—
"She was sick… for a long time…
She didn't tell you because she didn't want you to suffer…"
Tears streamed down Rahat's face as he collapsed to the floor.
"Before she died," her sister said softly,
"she gave me a message for you…"
Rahat held his breath…
"She said—
'Tell Rahat… I loved him more than my own life…
And I'm sorry… I couldn't stay…'"
The call ended.
But Rahat stayed there… broken… empty…
With trembling hands, he opened their chat again.
Every message felt alive.
Every word… every emoji… every memory…
And then he saw it—
Her last message.
Unread.
"Rahat…
if I suddenly disappear one day…
will you remember me?"
Rahat couldn't hold himself anymore.
Tears blurred his vision as they fell onto the screen.
He typed slowly… painfully…
"I will remember you in every heartbeat…
In every tear…
In every silent night…
I will never forget you… never…" 💔
But this time…
There was no "seen".
No reply.
No Neela.
Outside, the rain poured harder…
As if the sky itself was crying for a love that ended too soon.
And in the quiet darkness of that night…
a boy kept staring at a screen—
waiting for a reply…
that would never come… 🌧️💔