An unknown state of abeyance. Sana stood still at the same spot. She didn't know why but this feeling was weird and discomforting. That child, would have to suffer in all this. She has to admit that there was something unusual in him. As if, he knew what gonna be his future. And that he has already admitted, his highly endearing persona and She felt so attached to him today.
Her mind actively contemplated things but a few minutes later she shrugged those thoughts away and went inside his bedroom to look for what sidharth has kept for her. Her eyes roamed around and found a bag kept at the corner on the bed . Dragging herself towards the it, she took a seat beside the bag and opened it. Her eyes got captivated to that particular thing. A beautiful dress. Taking it out of the bag, she realized that it was a patiala suit with beautiful embroidery engraved on it. The kurti was sleevless, with broad straps and heavy embroided duppatta at the border. The faded pistachio color gave it a soothing feel. It looked expensive. Her stomach churned with the thought of him doing shopping for her. A slight blush smeared on her cheeks. There was a note along with the dress and it simple read, Sana ❤.
The note clearly explained his shortspoken and reticent demeanor. He was just like NCERT. Less mentions but still speaks volumes. She smiled.A sudden creech sound from the door and she was quick to guess that it was him. He had opened the door with the spare keys he carries usually with himself.
Barging inside he frowned looking at her as she was supposed to get ready but she wasn't."what? why aren't u ready yet ? " he asked, giving a nudge on her shoulder.
"woh, actually main bass abhi dekh hi rahi thi " she muttered.
"baba dekhane ke liye i would have taken you to the museum! But sadly you have to wear this! " he said, and picked up the dress ftom the bed.
"sidharth it look quite expensive! I am not used to wearing such valuable and expensive clothes. Im ok with my clothes... Aur dinner bahar kyu karna hai, main yahi kuch bana doon? " she voiced her inhibitions, coz she didn't wanted to embarrass him outside by accompanying him in her present attire.
"hmm... Expensive hai, thoda bht but only you are gonna add value to this dress. And i can understand ur dilemma, the reason you are reluctant to wear this but the happiness and comfort i get being with u is priceless. Sana..! Meri bhi toh feelings smjho... I choose this for you for my own happiness. Please! Mere liye.... " he mumbled, digging his fingers in her dense mane. She closed her eyes in response. Giving him a nod
"thank you.... Its so beautiful! I'll just come back " she said with a serene smile to which he hummed setting her free. He walked out of the room. Sana just tilted the door close and not latching it completely, for some reasons her conscience played a major role in it. In the mean time sidharth got occupied in his phone, he examined her reports screenshot once again. And remembered what the doctor saidwhen he showed her reports to him.
His trance was broken with the creech sound of the door opening, he looked up and found her standing infront of him in that beautiful patiala suit, he noticed that the fitting was so apt according to her body. She looked like a gracious doll, fresh like a flower. Her open hair, falling freely till her midriff. Slender waist but wide hips. As she had a pear shaped figure. Those exquisite features, perfectly imperfect. Light freckles smeared aroound her cheek bones and nose,that only appears when looked carefully. Dupatta dangled on her left shoulder. She looked mesmerising. He couldn't take his eyes off her .
She walked closer and snapped her fingers in front of him.
"director sahab! Lights camera action ke bad cut bhi toh bolna padta hai, " she scoffed and giggled. He smiled nervously in response. Basically doesn't wanted to show her that he was all smitten by her.

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FanfictionIts a is story that dictates how two miserably broken souls coming from two completely different stature of the society become acquaintance n further turn out to be an integral part of each other's life. where one is dealing with the wrath of so...