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𝙆𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝘼𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙞 is a strong-willed, ambitious young woman determined to pursue her dreams, free...
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•|𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍'𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐕|•
Helpless.
That's what I'm feeling right now. Like what am I supposed to do?! My father just told me about some shit about how I've to marry this girl cause of a fucking deal! I mean what kind of sick logic is that?! And why would Daadi do something like this? Like. . .what the hell?!
My mind is so messed up and I can't think straight! All those memories of the other day 4 years ago just keep flashing infront of my eyes and I seriously need help! Few moments ago, jin payal ki chan-chan muze itni pasand aa rahi thi aab wahi payal ki chan-chan mere saar-dard ka reason banti jaa rahi hai. I'm going crazy!
(Few moments ago, the jingle of that anklet was giving me so peace; now that only is the reason of my headache!)
*RING!* *RING!*
Papa.
Argh! What does he want now?! It's it enough messing with my head? I rolled my eyes and picked up the call.
"Where are you?" He asked, to the point I see.
"In hell." I muttered but hoped he didn't listen or it will be my doom.
"For now come back. I'll send you there again, don't worry." Came his reply as I gulped and hummed.
"Get your ass in my office or I'll do it. And you know it won't be pretty, Vardaan." When dad says my name that means it's important. "I'll there in 2." I answered and sighed. Let's get your ass to the office! Yay! Such an eventful Sunday it is! Wohoo!
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*SLAM!* *SHUT!*
GRE-FUCKING-AT! Like isn't Sundays supposed to be relaxing and calming?! Why the hell am I getting so raged then?!
