Vaarin POV -
I was sitting on the chair with my head in hands.
"which girl are you talking about? Why should she inform you about her departure?"
"Oh, why not will she tell when she is leaving to me, we had spent such a nice time together-"
"Yes, you told me that, but who is that girl?" Rishab asked.
I came back to Mumbai after seeing off all the guests as none of our parents were involved in the marriage I did my best to make Naurvi di feel the best.
But I don't know what is wrong? These past weeks the tension of what was in her eyes before leaving was eating me up. The shit which annoys me the most is why do I care? but in the bottom of my heart maybe I know the reason.
"Mia, Mia Gupta!" I said as I leaned back on my chair while taking the name of the girl who has messed up me, my mind, and not to mention but my heart.
"What did you say?" Rishab asked, giving a look of 'I can't believe it'
"Mia Gupta?" I said showing confusion on his reaction "She is the girl I am talking about"
"You guys were in contact after meeting each other? How?" and now I was confused
"What do you mean? I don't even have her number we met at Natuvi di's wedding, she was one of-" Rishab cut me off there
"Wait, hold on there, so you mean That Mia is not the Mia I'm talking about," Rishab said as he sat on his table and started searching for something in his Imac, which is linked with his other company of event management.
"Rishab, don't play with me now, I'm already confused-" he again cut me off and I released a grunt of annoyance.
"Do you have any picture of the Mia you are talking about? I'm not sure if I could find pictures of Mia I am talking about, Wait... our company Insta page, must be there" And I just looked at him in full confusion not understanding a thing.
What my Mia and what picture? Why does he want to-
"Here see this, is this the girl you are talking about?" He rotated his desktop towards me, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. The world can't be that small that Rishab knows 'The Mia about whom I'm talking'. My eyes towards the screen and my breath stopped after seeing that face almost after two weeks. The smile on her face made me smile lightly. My smile froze the moment I realized I'm fucked up.
"Fuck!" I screamed as I violently leaned on my chair while rubbing my face with both of my hands.
"She is the one, isn't she?" Rishab said with a stupid grin. "And before you ask me how did I know" He mimicked me "I know because you don't really smile often," He said as he looked at me softly
"Don't look at me like you are in love with me, okay?" I said with a look of annoyance on my face and he laughed
"I'm fucked up" And that freakin bastard continued laughing like I cracked joke of the year
"Vaarin, Imagine You and me being husbands, Oh my god I can't-" "Bitch" I said he continued laughing.
"I think I'm in love!" I said to make his laugh stop.
"Bro what?" He stopped laughing thinking he heard it wrong.
"You heard it right!" I said still not opening my eyes.
"HA.. Ha" He faked laugh"Nice one"
"I'm not kidding, I'm serious but not with you I'm in love with her" I said as I sat with my back straight
"Vaarin do you even have any idea what you are talking about?" Rishab asked keeping both off his hand on the table.
"I do" I kept my answer short
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