I don’t really know how to begin this… maybe because a part of me doesn’t want to say it at all.

To everyone who read, supported, waited, and loved Beautifully Incest… I’m sorry.

This story, Ayaan and Vanya… they were never just characters to me. They were emotions I couldn’t say out loud, pieces of my heart I quietly placed into words. Every chapter I wrote came from a place so deep inside me that letting go of it now feels like I’m leaving a part of myself behind.

But life… doesn’t always let you hold onto what you love the most.

Right now, I’m at a point where I feel lost, demotivated, and honestly, a little broken. I’ve decided to take a drop after 12th and focus entirely on my career. I want to build something real, something that gives me stability, something that makes all of this worth it. And for that… I can’t afford distractions, not even the ones I love the most.

Writing was never just a hobby. It was my escape, my comfort, my identity. But sometimes passion doesn’t pay the price life demands. And that’s the hardest truth I’ve had to accept.

So today, with a heavy heart, I’m ending the journey of Ayaan and Vanya here.

I know this isn’t the ending they deserved. Maybe they deserved more time, more moments, more words… but this is all I can give right now. I hope you understand.

If the universe is kind… if life gives me another chance… if I find my way back to myself someday — I promise, I’ll return. Maybe stronger, maybe wiser… maybe as someone who made it to IIT, someone who fought through this phase and didn’t give up.

And when I return… I’ll write again. Not just stories, but everything I couldn’t say today.

Until then… thank you for every read, every message, every bit of love you gave me. You have no idea how much it meant.

There’s one more thing I need to say, and it comes straight from my heart…

I’m truly, deeply sorry.

Sorry for leaving the story incomplete. Sorry for the waits, the expectations, and the attachment you all built with Ayaan and Vanya that I can’t fulfill right now. I know some of you stayed up for updates, re-read chapters, and held onto this story the same way I did… and walking away from that feels like I’m letting you down.

Please believe me, this wasn’t an easy decision. Every part of me wanted to continue, to give you the ending you deserve. But right now, I’m struggling to even hold myself together, and I need to choose a path that helps me stand again.

If I’ve disappointed you, hurt you, or left you with unanswered emotions… I’m really sorry. You deserved better, and I wish I could be that writer for you right now.

Thank you for loving something I created. I’ll carry that gratitude with me, always.

And there’s someone I can’t end this without mentioning…

Mrs. Richa Patel — my Richu baby.

I don’t even know if words will ever be enough to thank you for what you’ve been in this journey. From the very beginning, you stood by this story like it mattered… like I mattered. Every single chapter, your comments were there — full of warmth, excitement, love, and encouragement. Sometimes I felt like I wrote just a little more because I knew you’d be there, waiting, believing in me.

You weren’t just a reader… you became a constant, a comfort, someone I silently counted on.

And that’s why this hurts even more.

I’m so, so sorry. Sorry that I couldn’t continue the story you loved so much. Sorry that I have to walk away when you’ve given me nothing but unwavering support. It breaks my heart knowing that I’m disappointing someone who believed in me this deeply.

Saying goodbye to you feels personal… heavier than I expected. But please know this — your words, your kindness, your presence… they meant more to me than I can ever explain.

If I ever come back, if I ever find my way to writing again… I hope I’ll still find you there. 🌸

Until then… thank you, Richu baby. For everything. 💕✨

I’ll carry your support with me, always. 💓

And before I close this chapter… there’s something I need to say to you, Richu baby.

I don’t think I ever truly said this enough — but I feel so incredibly lucky to have had you in this journey. Out of everyone, you were like a constant light… someone who stayed, who cared, who made this whole experience feel so much more special than I ever imagined it could be.

Not every writer gets someone like you. Not everyone is blessed with a reader who becomes this close, this real, this important. And I’ll always be grateful that I did.

Maybe that’s why this goodbye hurts the most. 💔

It’s not just about ending a story… it’s about stepping away from someone who made that story feel alive every single time. It’s hard to accept that I won’t see your comments, your excitement, your love under the next chapter… because there won’t be a next chapter, at least for now.🤍

I wish I didn’t have to say goodbye like this.

But if this is where our paths pause… then I just want you to know — you were one of the best parts of this entire journey for me. And I’ll carry that with me, always. 💝

Goodbye, Richu baby…💚

Not forever, I hope… just for now. 🥀

This isn’t goodbye forever…

Just goodbye for now...

— Author Infinity..

I love you all.. goodbye.. 💕💔