"My each and every definition of life, define you my love."
~Anya.
Chapter-35
Author's POV:-
Jhanvi with a little smile tugging the end of her lips stared at her phone and bit her lower lip when she saw his address.
She took an auto and went to his place. It is a two story building and looked magnificent! Doesn't his parents live with him? If they do! Then did they went out or are they inside? She wondered and shrugging her thoughts she entered inside opening the gate.
She rang the calling bell and immediately heard the 'click' sound and but cheeks from grinning. He is waiting for her. The thought not so strangely surprised her.
She saw him changes into a white full sleeve but down t-shirt and dark shaded blue jeans which made him look more handsome! His hair ruffled as if he ran his hands couple of times in it and even though it is uneven, Adwait look quiet hot!
He smirked when he saw her checking him out and the feeling tightened his chest with proud and happiness! Happiness cause his crush is checking him out!
He cleared his throat and Jhanvi looked upto his black-brown eyes which have a mischievous glint now which made her realise what she was doing making her avert her eyes as she entered when he slided the door.
She took in the interior design of his house. The walls are painted white, a brown leather couch was placed in the hall and a t.v with a show case in which there are some decorative things with various photos and small crafts.
There hung a big photo of a couple with two kids either side of them. She clearly can say that they are the Singhals!
Adwait is a carbon copy of his father and the woman beside him whom she thought as his mother is beautiful holding a little girl's hand.
She adored the little Adwait and took her time taking in his cuteness and make a potrait of it in her mind. Her eyes can show how adored and awed she is after looking at his picture and Adwait looked at her all the while. Careful not to disturb her.
Should he tell her? Will she pity him? Do he need her pity? No! He doesn't need her pity but he need her lov- wait from where is that coming from.
"You look so cute Addy!" He heard her voice. Yes! They have became that close to call eachother with Nicknames. "Thank you Jaan-" he bit his tongue when she saw him. He always called her Jaanu instead of Jaan!
Adwait nervously looked away. "Please come and sit." He said clearing the awkwardness and she took her handbag off and placed it on the table infront as she sat in couch. He went to kitchen and brought some juice to her when she is admiring the house.
"Your parents are out?" Jhanvi asked taking a sip of the juice and felt his demoaner change. She felt him stiffen as his face became void of emotions. "They are dead. My family is dead " he said out loud carefully hoping his voice didn't came out that strained as he is feeling.
But it did! It did came out strained and Jhanvi for some unknown reason felt a pang in her heart when she saw the sadness oozing from his eyes. She wants to comfort him, she wants to hold him tight in her hands... And she did! She moved closer to him unknown to her and laid her head on his shoulders making him release a shaky breath.
"You have me." She said closing her eyes letting his cologne play games with her heart. His hands as if in instinct wrapped around her and he breathed into her hair letting the fresh fragrance of her do some tiny tiny disturbances to his loudly beating heart.
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