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Hey dear dumplings! Hope u r doing well... Didn't forget me, did u? Well I'm back with the update of this story and trying to improve my writing skills a bit... Tell me if u like it...A longer part as bonus ... Enjoy!🖤 . . "she is back" Mallika whispered.
"Mallika" Sumedh called and kept his hand on her shoulder. She jerked back in shock.
He was surprised to see her such reaction. She immediately kept the phone and shifted her body to the other side in order to hide her tension from him. Her beautifully curved muscles flexing in tension which never went unnoticed by him.
(Mallika's pov) "What happened Mili? I've been calling for so long but u were lost?!" I heard Sumedh say. I was hell nervous if he saw anything or heard anything.
"When... Did u call ...um.. me?" I stuttered badly. I knew if I opened my mouth, it'd definitely result me blurting out something idiotic.
I didn't wanna get embarrassed or him to know anything!
"Since when u were on the call" He said and my throat dried up. He didn't hear anything right??
"Oh um... Why?" I asked stuttering again.
"I was just willing to know is the breakfast ready!? should we come?" He asked. Though his voice was calm but his expressions already had many questions!
"Ya... Call them" I said motioning myself towards the table for arranging the plates. But he was standing still on his place. His gaze burnt on me.
"What happened? What are you staring like that?" I asked trying to sound normal.
"Mallika---" He stated and I hissed...
"Uff! Sumedh!" I didn't like when he called me by my whole name. That irritated me to the core! It has been long that he called me jaan. Hasn't it?
"Fine, Mili... I've been noticing ur body tensing after the call was cut. Who was it?? And where did this bouquet come from?" He asked one by one point on the flower bouquet. He hadn't heard anything i guessed. I sighed but a muscle of my jaw jaw as I was again pushed in a helpless situation, what to answer him.
It seemed so simple.... I was supposed to say just one lie to him but instead of cooking it up in my head, I was getting nervous. My crap brain stops working when it comes to lie him! Does that even make any sense?? Obviously not clearly.... Why didn't I feel this much level of criminal while lieing to my parents?? May be because those weren't such a very big thing to deal with?
I couldn't think anymore asif always those words came out but ended with a question mark rather than a full stop. I was becoming a question mark myself ig.... I couldn't let him to know anything.... He would do something unexpected getting panicked and I wouldn't be able to stop him if his sensitive nerve twitches!
