Here’s a full English version of your draft, with expanded dialogues between Aadvia and Advait for more depth and sibling banter. I’ve kept the same flow but fleshed it out into a proper chapter style:
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Chapter – The Confession and the Memory
Aadvia sat silently in her glass-walled cabin, sipping her usual black coffee. Her eyes scanned through the papers on her desk, but her mind wasn’t on work.
Just then, her younger brother, Advait, walked in, visibly nervous. He cleared his throat, shifting his weight from one foot to another.
“Di…” he began softly.
“Yes?” she replied without looking up, still sipping her coffee.
Advait hesitated, then finally blurted out, “I… I have a girlfriend.”
The words hit her like a storm. She choked on her coffee and almost spilled it on her desk.
“What!?” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock. “You… you have a g… g… girlfriend!?”
Advait bit his lip and nodded quickly, his cheeks turning slightly red.
Aadvia put her cup down, stood up abruptly, and walked toward the window. She shut it closed in one swift motion, making Advait even more anxious.
Her brother’s mind was racing—
Why isn’t Di reacting? Why is she so quiet? Is she angry? Is she about to shout at me?
And then, out of nowhere, Aadvia burst into laughter. She laughed so hard that she had to hold her stomach.
Advait looked completely lost. “Di… you’re laughing? I just told you something serious!”
Aadvia wiped a tear from her eye. “Oh my God, Advait! You—Mr. Serious, Bookworm, Career-obsessed Advait—actually has a girlfriend? I thought you would get married directly through an arranged setup at thirty-five!”
Advait frowned. “Di, I’m not that boring.”
“Oh really?” she teased, crossing her arms. “Then tell me—who is this mystery girl? How did she even agree to go out with you? Did you threaten her with your economics notes?”
Advait rolled his eyes. “Di, stop teasing me. I’m serious. She’s… she’s really special. Her name is Meera.”
“Meera…” Aadvia repeated, tilting her head. “Hmm, nice name. But tell me, since when? And why didn’t you tell me earlier? I am your sister. I deserve breaking news privileges!”
Advait gave a sheepish smile. “It’s been almost a year… and I didn’t know how to tell you. I thought you’d be angry.”
Aadvia gasped dramatically. “Angry? Advait, do you even know me? I’ve been waiting for this day since forever! You know how badly I wanted to tease you about a girlfriend? You’ve given me content for a lifetime!”
“Di!” Advait groaned, but he couldn’t hide his small smile.
She came closer and patted his cheek. “Relax, little brother. I’m not angry. In fact, I’m proud. You finally did something… normal!”
“Normal?” he repeated.
“Yes,” she said with a smirk. “Otherwise, you only sit with books and boring finance models. Now tell me—when do I get to meet this Meera?”
Advait hesitated again. “Soon… very soon. Actually… I want to tell the family first, and then introduce her. But… I need your support, Di.”
Aadvia softened. She placed her hand on his shoulder. “Always, Advait. You don’t even need to ask. If she makes you happy, then she already has my approval.”
Advait finally relaxed and let out a deep breath. “Thank you, Di.”
“But…” Aadvia added with a mischievous grin, “just remember, if she breaks your heart, then I will break her bones.”
“Di!” Advait said, half shocked, half laughing.
“Just kidding,” she winked. “Or maybe not.”
The siblings shared a smile, the bond of love and teasing wrapping them closer.
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Meanwhile, at Rose Corporation Ltd.
The office was buzzing with its usual energy. Employees rushed about, greeting each other as the day began.
“Good morning, ma’am,” an employee said politely.
“Good morning,” replied a young woman in her mid-twenties, walking swiftly through the corridor. She was Meera.
She followed a tall man into his cabin, not giving him a chance to escape.
"Anna listen me once" Meera call him
“Anna, please listen!” Meera protested.
The man, Adithan, removed his coat and turned to her sharply. His voice was stern. “What is left to listen, Meera? You already told me you have a boyfriend, and now you want to marry him. What am I supposed to say to that?”
Meera’s eyes filled with emotion. “Anna, don’t you trust me? Don’t you trust my choice?”
Adithan sighed heavily, his face clouded with worry. “Meera, it’s not about trust. It’s about your future. About whether this boy is really worthy of you.”
“Then meet him first,” Meera said firmly. “Please, anna. Just once. Meet him and then decide.”
Adithan rubbed his forehead, thinking. After a pause, he said quietly, “I’ll think about it.”
Meera smiled knowingly. “Do you even know who his sister is?”
Adithan looked up, confused. “Who?”
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Meera said, “Aadvia. Aadvia Raisingh.”
The name hit him like lightning. Slowly, a smile crept onto Adithan’s lips.
“Aadvia…” he whispered under his breath.
His mind drifted back to memories—
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Flashback – 2018, St. Mary’s College, Delhi
It was the fresher’s day in the Management batch. The classroom buzzed with excitement.
Professor Maya stood at the desk, calling out attendance.
“Roll number 78,” she said.
“Present, ma’am,” Piya answered. She was Aadvia’s close friend, but her eyes kept darting toward the door.
“Roll number 79,” Professor Maya called out.
There was silence.
“Roll number 79,” she repeated.
Just then, the door opened, and a confident young woman walked in. Her voice rang clear.
“Present, ma’am. Roll number 79—Aadvia Raisingh.”
Heads turned. Among them was Adithan, standing near the stage for the fresher’s welcome. He froze, struck by her confidence, her presence, the spark in her eyes.
From that day, the name Aadvia stayed etched in his memory.
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Back to Present
“Anna!” Meera’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
He blinked, still lost in the fragments of the past. “Yes, Meera?”
“What do you say?” she asked eagerly.
“Go, Meera,” Adithan said after a pause. “I’ll give you my answer later.”
Meera nodded and left the room.
Alone, Adithan opened a drawer and pulled out a photograph. In it, Aadvia was staring at him during a college event.
He smiled faintly, his heart lost in the same name he had just heard again—
Aadvia.
And with that, the chapter closed
