Fate

9. Date to Update.

Ayesha.

Rehaan again disappeared from my life but my chat box and emails were full of Rehaan Rajvansh. Are you seriously dating the business tycoon? and Oh! You are dating the most desirable bachelor! So on and so forth. I am just talking about girls, boys and journalists are left.

I recently got a text from a random man saying I was looking forth to marry you? I mean what the fuck? MaRrY mE? I never said yes! Journalists are however not as interfering as I expected. I have a change in heart about celebrity journalists. They are interfering, to some limit but they are.

This is not the end of the miseries, masi is waiting for me to atleast come in her radar for her to pounce me like a hungry tigress. She called 70 times. Seventy! Since Rehaan dropped me back to my apartment.

Sarang Mahtre. That asshole is a misery in his existence itself. I am trying hard to pounce on that one, one evidence I can muster. It's been almost a month since Rehaan agreed and I could get no nothing. My attention is divided into several things these days that I couldn't take care of myself. The case I took over. The Sarang thing. This newfound fame. I am a mess.

Anyhow, Nisha and Sharanya are behaving like they are my mothers. Since we met last they observed certain things, loss in weight, dark circles and acne. Right acne concern me but I don't have time to deal with it. So I am getting break calls about food and also sleep. I swear, they legit check on me after half an hour if I am actually asleep or not which I never am.

Instead of getting proper sleep I take 15-30 minutes nap. They are more helpful. Consumption of coffee is more staple than food now. Yet I could get nothing in my hands. Sighing I rubbed my hand on my face when my mobile again pinged with a message

I checked it before my senses alerted. All six of them! It was Rehaan and he message when he had to drop a fresh bomb on me. Last time he messaged my life turned messier than it already was, I fear what he brought on the table today.

Miss me, Princess?

No.

Ouch!

What do you want?

You can pretend that
you are happy to see
my text.

I am not.

Princess, we have a date
today.

Family date, again?

Sarcastic, are we?

Shut up.

Nope. I want to know
how good you are using
me.

I never used you!

Right.

Fuck you.

That was not the plan.

Time?

8. Sharp.

You can never be an
early informer. 😒

He never replied after that because that was the truth and no sarcasm could cover it up. Asshole