He'd always loved Khushi. Just Her. He loved her then.He loved her - Now.Arnav Singh Raizada - had spent a major timeline of his life - believing, breathing and living this one eternal truth that surely served the anchor role within the cave of his...
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23. The Call
The Next Day – Bali, Indonesia – 3:00PM
Rajesh Maan walks into his room now and closes the door shut, consumed deep in thought. Khushi had just left with Manizeh, to join the rest of their work unit to begin her project work here in Bali.
( Manizeh had stayed a couple of days longer in Australia itself, for Amaar had visited her there itself,post the work schedule in Tasmania and she had only just arrived in Bali, early morning today.)
