In the heart of a bustling city, two people were brought together by fate. He was a workaholic, consumed by his job, while she was chaotic, living life with the little moments around her. They were an unlikely pair, bound together by an arranged mar...
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"Did you ever have a girlfriend?" I chuckled and he looked at me in a confused way.
"Are you for real?" He widened his eyes at me.
"What happened?"
"You know we're getting married right? And yet you're asking this question so excitedly?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
It was just a normal question.
"No one would do that!" He continued.
"I am not a part of that no one."
"Yeah sure!" He nodded his head.
"Now answer?"
"I don't feel the need to." He replied looking all around except me.
Once a rude person, always a rude one!
"I don't understand how your family keep up with you." I facepalmed myself.
"You'll learn that soon too!" He winked at me.
Wait what?
The Aryan Khurrana winked at me?!
What is happening?
"Another reason for you to not talk now!" He smiled slightly.
"Huh?" I questioned him, as his words sounded confusing to me.
"The Aryan Khurrana winked at me? Now you have this thought to be lost into, and once again it will be me who'll be talking." He mimicked me and smirked.
But did I say that out loud?
"It's just that I know you a little better now." He said.
"I think we should go back home." I said.
"I didn't want to come here either." He replied.
As if I did.
But that's not why I said that.
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"I am asking for the last time, tell me what happened?" Aadya asked jumping to the other side of the bed, settling herself, placing a pillow on her lap. As if I had a very interesting story for her to listen.
