Book Two of the 'Loving' Series.
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Kiara's life was once perfect, but after a devastating incident, she lost all sense of joy and became a shadow of her former self.
Veer, on the other hand, is full of life and cherishes every moment. His...
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🎶 haan meri zindagi teri yaad hai meri bandagi jo teri khushi voh meri khushi yeh mere junoon ka hai moiza jaahan aapne sir ko jhuka diya waahan maine kaaba bana diya.. 🎶
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As Kiara had more interest in baking desserts rather than cooking savoury, Veer asked her if she wanted to work in the bakery, The Sweet Room, that he owned in central Delhi.
Kiara was thrilled at the offer and accepted it immediately. When she visited the bakery for the first time, she was in love. It was so cute and luxurious at the same time.
Veer introduced her to the head pâtissier, Kavita. She was a sweet lady in her mid-forties. Kavita and Kiara hit it off immediately. There wasn't any other employee there except for two waiters, Sumit and Roy.
A month had passed since Kiara joined The Sweet Room. Kavita was very good at what she did and Kiara learnt a lot from her. Everything was going good in her life, except for one thing. She had gotten used to meeting Veer everyday, and because she wasn't working at the restaurant, she wasn't able to see him everyday. And now matter how much she tried to deny it, she couldn't help but miss him. Terribly.
Well, Veer's condition was no different from that of hers. He wanted to work with her in the restaurant, close to him, but he knew that she'd enjoy her work more at the bakery. And as Veer had promised her as much time as she wanted, he did want to pressure her by asking her to meet him. So he tried his best to behave just like a boss should. And he had also figured out a professional way to see her every few days. Let's just say his visits at the bakery to check if everything was going well had drastically increased in the past month.
One afternoon, both Kavita and Kiara were having lunch together at the bakery when Kiara asked a question she'd been meaning to ask Kavita for a few days now.
"Why didn't you marry again?" Kavita was a widow. Her husband, Viren, died a few years ago due to a cardiac arrest.
"Because I haven't found someone who'll love me and whom I can love." Kavita shrugged.
"So if you'd have found a guy like that, you'd have married him?" Kiara asked.
"Of course."
"It wouldn't feel like you're cheating on your Viren?"
"How would it be cheating on Viren?" Kavita asked.
"You must have promised to love him all your life. Now how can you'll promise the same thing to someone else?" Kiara was perplexed.
