When The Heart Lies | ✓

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There was a thick silence hanging around the whole class. The lecture today was interesting than the other days. For once, Sakshi could really concentrate on her course rather than thinking continuously about how Shrey was keeping up at home.

Even Aarush was leaned into the words, Sakshi couldn't help but admire Kabir Nair's passion for the subject. To her shock, the siren rang all of a sudden marking the end for the lecture period.

Mr. Nair ended up chuckling, "We will continue this tomorrow. After which, we will study some psychological aspects. It's not just the job, the function or ethics of the manager to observe the symptoms in his subordinates. It's the emotion that comes when you care for the people who work for you."

"We are going to list up big organisations and their way of capturing Employee's stress and work environment. A preliminary studies is required to ahead in the course," he told. "Have a good day, everyone."

"You too, sir," said the first bencher with a giggly smile that Sakshi couldn't stop rolling her eyes on.

Getting up, the students started leaving the lecture hall. There were more lectures to attend, back to back and Sakshi only wanted to miss them. Her mind wasn't at rest thinking that the love of her life could be in jail the next day.

Something was to be done to keep her heart fearless. She needed to talk to him. But he had denied the last night himself. He would be with his lawyer all day, preparing and planning.

Sighing, she kept climbing off stairs with a sour look on her face when Aarush yawned loudly beside her. "That was one hell of a topic," he mentioned, grinning when Aditi gave him an unbelievable look.

It reminded him of the anxiety attacks, Shrey was attacking about. Moreover, the way he would have survived in the company when he had lost all that money. He couldn't help but think that if anyone had noticed the change in his behavior or of those retards who took his cash, things could have been avoided.

"Can you guys be a little faster? I don't want to sit right at first in Mr. Srivastav's class. That man stares at the first benchers and makes them explain more than teaching by himself."

Aarush grinned while wrapping his arms around her shoulder. "When will you stop being scared of the questions. He is just a professor. . ."

"And I am not a nerd?" She said, walking ahead, slumping her shoulders.

Nudging his elbow, he gave her a cheeky look. "I will sit beside you," he said simply, taking her out of the room.

Sakshi was only following them when a sudden call made her stop.

"Miss Rathore?"

A wave of sudden surprise ran through her chest. She slowly looked at the man standing near the table. His face holding a tight smile.

"Would you mind giving me a minute?"

The students left, passing her, and now, it was her and the professor. She nodded quietly, not thinking much about it.

The sweet gift had surely made an impression that she couldn't be rude anymore. At least for once.

"Yes, Mr. Nair."

He stood there watching her, observing her face. "Is everything okay?"

She gulped, feeling a sudden chill on her spine. Was her stress for Shrey's case that visible? She took a long breathe, exhaling while giving a small smile. "Yes. Everything is fine."

His eyebrows raised as he slowly took the take of his table. Crossing his arms, he pointed at his own eyebrows. "What happened?"

That's when, Sakshi remembered the bandaid on her forehead and the cause of it. "Oh," she closed her eyes, thanking God for saving her from breaking her nose and butt that day on the stairs. Though, it did hurt her shoulder which even kept aching in the early morning. "That's nothing."