Chapter-6

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Third Person's POV

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Third Person's POV

Time Skipped

As Muskan diligently brewed the coffee for him, she couldn't help but wonder aloud,

"Why on earth am I doing this for him?" Lost in her thoughts, she turned around abruptly, only to be greeted by the sight of Zayn looming behind her. His sudden appearance startled her, and in her panic, she flung the coffee cup towards him. A collective gasp filled the room as the coffee splattered all over Zayn's coat, leaving him looking like a walking latte. Muskan clapped her hands over her mouth in horror, while Zayn, attempting to shield himself from the caffeine onslaught, only succeeded in making matters worse. The onlookers gathered around, their faces a mix of shock and amusement, as Muskan and Zayn stood there, locked in a battle of coffee and confusion.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to do that," Muskan stammered out, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"You're an absolute disaster, what you did at the airport-- " Zayn exclaimed, his voice echoing through the room but before Zayn completes his sentence Muskan spoke to change the topic of the Airport incident.

"Well, who told you to sneak up on me like a phantom?" Muskan retorted, her frustration evident.

"Are you still arguing with me after creating such a mess?" Zayn said in a cold voice.

"Sir, please, return to your seat. I'll fetch some tissues," Shayra continued, taking charge of the situation.

Zayn shot one last glare at Muskan before grudgingly retreating to his seat, leaving behind a trail of coffee and chaos.

After a few tense minutes, Muskan approached Zayn, her demeanor oozing with defiance as she avoided meeting his gaze.

"I'll compensate you for the coat," she declared, her tone tinged with bravado.

Zayn couldn't help but smirk at her audacity.

"Do you even know how much it costs?" he teased.

Muskan glanced at the coat coldly.

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