PART- 27 (Breakfast Date & Cupid)

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"What's she thinks of herself? A fucking whore! As I only talk straight and true people can't digest it. Truth is always bitter. And that whore couldn't digest that she is indeed a whore. Bitch. Witch. I think she can fuck a woman too. Bloody whore." She kept cursing her nonstop until she reached her destination.


Parking area.


She quickly took out the gift bag from car having the paratha's box and some other items she asked for then she runs to a man. Who must be at his late thirties and whisper something to him and gave him a good amount of money to do his job.


"Don't worry Sana madam. I can do anything for you. You saved my daughter's life giving money and donating blood. I don't need this. Keep it." The man returns the money to her


"Om uncle please. Take it. Buy something for Nandini. And do what I asked you to do. You're like my father." She gave a puppy face making him agree to take the money


"Thank you. I should go now. And take care of yourself." Giving a side hug to him she rushed towards her class building.


"She is crazy! But her heart is pure gold." Om smiled seeing her running towards the stairs going up.


"Oh God! I'm getting tired already. Just crossing the 3rd floor. I need to do gym to increase my stamina. What if I get tired just after one round. Where Sidharth will still be hard for me. That will be embarrassing. If I can't satisfy my man. Then who will? His ex? Does Sidharth had any girlfriend? Did he lost his V-card already? Of course, Sana. He did. How can he be virgin for last 36 years? He is not a virgin Mary or saint." Her mood suddenly became sour thinking him having sex with another woman.


It was heartbreaking.


"I shouldn't care about his past. I should focus more on his present and future. Which will be me only. No one else." She tried to encourage herself, as her eyes were moist. All ready to cry.


"But it hurts." She eventually started to cry sitting down on a step.


"He is only mine. Only mine. Only mine." She kept chanting, crying hugging the bag close to her chest.


Some students saw her with an unamused expression thinking what happened to her. But didn't dare to go near her and ask her anything. They guessed she must have some family problem. Her busy parents must be ignoring her existence. They all know who she is. The Sana Gill. Daughter of multi millionaire Suraj Gill. The owner of Gill Industry.


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