Bela used to only like him. Just like there is a thin line between Hate and Love , there is also a thin line between Like and Love. But there is a big difference between them.
Bela (to herself) : Usse mere liye itna possessive hone ki kya jarurat hai??😠
She completed her packing and smiling said "Atlast may Manali jaa rahi hu"😊. Just then her phone vibrated. Her fiance messaged her.
"Bela mujhe lagta hai ki tumne saari zarurat ka saaman le liya hai apne trip k liye. Stay Safe aur jaldi wapas aana."
Bela smiled as she read the message. How much he cares for he but still she is not able to love him. Thinking about all these things she drifted into sleep.
Next morning she was excited about her trip to Manali. She got ready in blue jeans and black top. She put little makeup and tied her hair in a ponytail and looked at herself in mirror, satisfied by with her look she took cab and went towards the airport.
Hello guys sorry for small updated hope u will enjoy this story.
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With lots of love,
Your writer,
Misbah.
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