Anya and Varun found themselves spending more and more time together, both at work and outside.
They would often go for coffee breaks, discussing work, life, and everything in between.
There was a comfortable silence between them, a shared understanding that transcended words.
One evening, they were sitting at a cozy cafe, sipping their coffee.
The soft music playing in the background created a serene atmosphere.
"You know, I've never felt so comfortable with anyone before," Anya confessed, her voice barely a whisper.
Varun smiled. "Me too," he replied. "It's like we've known each other for years."
Anya nodded, her eyes fixed on her coffee. "It's strange, isn't it? We started off on the wrong foot, but now..."
"Now we're here," Varun finished her sentence. "It's almost like fate brought us together."
Anya looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of emotions.
She could see the love and admiration in his eyes. She knew that he felt the same way she did.
"Varun," she began, her voice trembling. "I..."
But before she could finish her sentence, Varun interrupted her. "I know," he said, his voice soft. "I know how you feel."
Anya's heart skipped a beat. She had been waiting for him to say those words.
But as soon as he did, she felt a surge of fear. What if things didn't work out? What if they ruined their friendship?
"I don't want to rush things," she said, her voice barely audible. "I just want us to be happy."
Varun nodded, understanding her hesitation. "I agree," he said. "Let's take things slow. But I promise you, I'll always be there for you."
As they sat in silence, they both knew that their feelings for each other were undeniable.
They had found a love that was pure, honest, and unconditional.
And they were ready to embrace it, one step at a time.
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