•𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹-7•

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What's the first book you ever remember reading?

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HIS'S POV

I have to do a lot of things just to see her from a distance, like blackmailing my brothers to do my work, lying to my dad, and wearing this mask, cap, and brown contact lenses. I want no one to be aware of our relationship. I observed her playing freely with children while I sat outside one of the rooms. During these months, I learned that her best friend is a girl named Adriti, who lives with her. I waved at the boy, who appeared to be about nine years old, to get him to come closer. He arrived and continued to stare at me. I patted the seat beside me after taking off my cap. He was seated there, and I asked

"Who is that girl?" He gave me a look, shook his head, and stated,

"Give me a chocolate, and then I will tell you." I looked at him and sighed as I spoke.

"I don't have one today; I will give you one tomorrow." He nodded his head before saying

"Two. She's an angel and our teacher." I nodded and then again asked.

"What does she like?" He narrowed his eyes toward me and said,

"Me; she is my girlfriend." My jaw dropped when he responded. I rolled my eyes and said,

"I am asking seriously." He stands up, smiles at me, and says,

"I am serious too, and she, like me, enjoys writing and tea. This is for today; bring chocolate tomorrow, and I'll tell you everything." After saying this, he moved on, and, pulling her duppata, she leaned towards him, and he kissed her cheek. Then he winked at me.

Sitting there, I keep staring at him, clinching my fist and tightening my jaw. Ass, don't cuss; he's a child. Breathe in and out.

She's not yours.

Nonetheless, I will make her mine.

By? Sitting here, staring at her?

Maybe.

Show some guts and ask her out like a normal guy, not a serious killer.

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Khushi Aviraj Singh Rathore's POV

After our little fight, I came and sat on the swing in the garden. The only two things I love about this house are his room's balcony and this swing in the garden. I was sitting and enjoying my alone time, when I felt someone's presence next to me. After a few moments, he inquired worriedly.

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