"Will you ever stop loving her?" Shweta was yelling as Ayaan was walking away. He turned back and looked at Rhea for the last time."Maybe Yes," Ayaan murmured to himself and continued walking amidst the heavy snowfall.Ayaan struggles to answer the question. He is bewildered, as he still does not have the answer after fifteen years. He is a simple guy with simple tastes, sitting in the corner, watching it all happen around him in which he cannot participate...