Author's POV
Abhay Singh's House
Abhay 's Bedroom
It was early morning and Abhay stirred in his sleep rubbing his eyes and searched for something. Finding his cellphone near the pillow he checked the time 5 o' clock it read.
He got off the bed with a sigh and started his morning routine. After his jogging and some exercise in a nearby park, he came back home and after freshening up decided to leave for the office early.
It is normal for him to skip breakfast because he feels lazy to cook in the morning. It's not like he doesn't like cooking, in fact he loves to cook but he feels lazy to cook for himself only and doesn't like to eat alone.
Abhay 's look
So he was ready to leave when his phone rang and a smile came on his lips seeing the caller Id. He immediately picked up the call, " Hey Sweetheart, How are you and where are you? You know how much I missed you but you forgot about me after meeting your family. Tell me when you are coming. I will come to the station to pick you up.....he...hello are you even listening?"
"Hello to you too and yes I'm listening but will talk when you will let me talk...right." She replied.
"Sorry, I just got excited seeing your name on caller Id. First tell me how are you and how's everyone at home?"
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