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Shravan's POV
"Main aap sabki chaheti Suman se shaadi karna chahta hun."
These words are repeated in my mind since the time I have left Preekar's wedding venue. Aditya's confession of Sumo and him getting married is pricking my mind. It is as if someone has choked me. How could Sumo do this to me? I loved her! Yes, I still do. But why does God have to separate us?
I hate you more than ever Sumo! Why did you do this to me?
Wait a min!
She didn't even know that I have feelings for her. What should I do now?
Should I go and tell her? But what if she also loves that chimpanzee?
Oh, God! Even this alcohol isn't helping me. My head is paining like hell but I still can't think of anything else than my Sumo.
"Shravannnnnnnnnnnnn"
I heard Sumo's voice. But why would she be here? She would be seeing those fat wedding dreams with that fevicol! No, she can't be here.
Suddenly someone jerked my shoulder and before I could process anything, a slap landed on my ever-handsome face with a sudden force on my chest.
What is this happening with me? This alcohol is getting on my nerves. These street gundas gave me that non-branded alcohol, whereas Shravan Malhotra doesn't even touch anything less than Kingfisher.
What are you thinking Shravan? I can hear someone sobbing and shedding tears on my shoulder.
