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"Aman, I need you to find out about her," Abhinav commanded, his tone firm but calm, his eyes fixed on the crowd in front of him.
"Who, sir?" Aman inquired, furrowing his brows in confusion.
"The one in the blue traditional outfit, standing beside the girl in the yellow shirt," Abhinav said, his eyes never leaving the vision of beauty that had just captured his heart.
Aman, following Abhinav's line of sight, spotted the woman in question. She was standing with a soft elegance, her blue dupatta gently swaying in the light breeze. Her face had a certain innocence, yet there was something mysterious about her. Aman nodded, though a hint of curiosity lingered. "Okay, sir. I'll get the details as soon as possible," he said, pausing for a moment before blurting out, "But sir, why are you interested in—"
One sharp, stern look from Abhinav immediately silenced Aman, who quickly realized he'd overstepped his boundary. "Okay, okay, I'll do it, sir!" Aman quickly stammered, walking away hurriedly to escape his boss's intense gaze.
As Aman left, Abhinav leaned back slightly, his hands sliding into his pockets. His heart pounded in his chest, something it hadn't done in a long time. He couldn't help but wonder why she—this woman he had seen twice, once at the temple and now here—was affecting him so deeply. The first time, he'd only caught a glimpse of her, her soft eyes lowered in prayer as she stood with her family. But today, something had shifted. She wasn't just someone he passed by; she had unknowingly become his entire focus.
Miss Stranger. That's what he had mentally dubbed her. Her simple yet graceful presence had stolen something from him—something he wasn't quite ready to admit.
His phone buzzed loudly in his pocket, snapping him out of his reverie.
"Tring... Tring... Tring..."
"Hello," Abhinav answered, his voice calm despite the whirlwind inside his mind.
