A/N - as always, thank you for your patience with this slow writer! The story in this chapter continues from where we left with Imlie recollecting her interactions with Aryan, and Aryan sharing some important information with Arvind.
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Miss Quills
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Previously,
The air in the car was suddenly thick with an awkward silence. Imlie twisted the end of her dupatta between her fingers, trying hard to think of something to say.
After a few moments of quietness, he spoke.
"I'll.... wait here until you've entered the building"
With that, she recognized that the conversation was over.
"You don't need to, Mr. Rathore. I should be okay. Thank you for dropping me home. Goodnight", she said as she unbuckled her seat belt and started out of the car.
"Goodnight, Ms. Narayan.... good luck with your paper" he added after a small pause.
Imlie offered a small smile and climbed out of the car.
She scrambled towards the building entrance without looking back, determined to not let on her disappointment at the conversation ending abruptly. In her rush, she didn't notice that Aryan waited until she disappeared into her building anyway, before driving off.
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Imlie absently walked out of the elevator and towards her apartment door, her thoughts still trained on the conversation she'd had with Aryan. The mention of his father had immediately changed his demeanor, the hurt on his face evident. Was that the source of his grief he'd mentioned earlier?
She couldn't exactly claim to understand what it felt like to lose a loving parent you once had, but she did know how it felt like to not have both parents growing up.
The first ten years of her life had been spent without a father, even though Satyakaam was always around as a father figure before he officially married her mother and adopted Imlie as his daughter.
Her Dadda had been more a father to her than her own biological father, whom she didn't even know. Satyakaam was the only father she knew and needed. She was the apple of his eye and could do no wrong in his opinion. He was always so proud of her and wanted the world for his little girl.
Even the thought of losing her Dadda made her throat catch. As she went through the fleeting emotion, her heart ached for Aryan who was living through this loss.
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