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The sentences given in [] are meanings of Hindi sentences spoken.
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SHIVAJI ENTERPRISES
Ananya's POV
I became numb the moment I heard of Meera's Pregnancy. I couldn't process anything at all. I saw the tears running down my cheeks were smudging the file's title. That's when realization hit me, I was crying helplessly standing in the middle of the corridor where anyone could spot me. It was inappropriate of my position, I was a Personal Assistant to the CEO and if at all, I get spotted like this, then it could become a black mark for me. It could affect me in various ways. I wasn't brave enough to face all those consequences. I'm already devastated by the news and I don't want anything else to add-on to the list.
I quickly composed myself, plastering a fake smile, I rushed to my seat. I can't face anyone now, if I did, I will breakdown for sure. I was trying to take deep breaths to control my sobs, but I wasn't successful. No matter how hard I tried, they keep bouncing back with higher intensity. My sobs were getting louder and louder and I couldn't anything about it. I just hope no one comes in now.
I gulped four to five glasses of water to stop my urge to cry but ended up coughing badly. Well I'm unable to control my stupid emotions, even today! Aargh!
I feel like smashing everything around, but I can't.
Ananya, you are in your damn office! Control your bloody tears and get to work My mind alerted.
I-I can't I whimpered.
No, You should! My mind warned me once again.
As I was battling with my mind, I heard some foot steps approaching my cubicle. I wiped off my tears harshly and made my face look a little presentable, checking my reflection in the computer screen. I can't run to the washroom now. This is the best I could do.
"Ananya, Krish Sir asked you to come to his cabin with the layout files" Vinay, my colleague said standing near my cubicle.
"Ananya, are you fine?" He sounded concerned.
"Yea-yeah. I'm good!" I replied, hoping my voice wasn't wobbly.
"You sure?" he insisted, glancing me from top to bottom.
"One hundred percent." I said, putting a bright fake smile.
"Okay then, take care" he said walking away to his cabin.
I quickly dashed to the washroom and checked my appearance.
Oh god! I look like HELL! No wonder, Vinay was concerned. Without wasting even a second, I washed my face with the cold water and wiped off with my handkercheif. Now I looked somewhat better.
I came back to my cubicle, took the files that Sir asked for and went to his cabin, keeping a straight face. I waited for his permission to enter.
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"Come in" Krish said and continued skimming through his file.
"Sir, the files you asked for" Ananya said placing a set of files in his table. He looked up hearing her voice.
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