Making all the wrong choices they ever had,
to end up being Royally Trapped.
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❛ Why are you acting this way? ❜
❛ I feel infuriated.❜
❛ And why is that so? ❜
❛ Because I can't figure out if I should scream at you or have you screaming for me.❜
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a surprise update? haha, so most of us have a holiday tomorrow, so here it goes.
thank you for giving this book of mine a chance. after TNR (that's my first gen fiction and completed), it took me kaafi time to get back to writing.
all your reviews mean so much to me, thank you. ❤️
Update: I have made severe changes in chapters 1 & 2, please read that even if you had read the older version. :)
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"So you are marrying the love of my life?"
Dheer and I are currently on a video call, he had thrown a tantrum when he noticed the ring on my finger. After Kabir left, sleep felt so foreign to me.
The ring felt heavier than it actually was. It poked and pinched my skin, itching my calmness away. It is a beautiful piece. Kabir and I both were surprised when it slid so effortlessly, it was the perfect size. I had questioned about how he got it but he just said it was just a chance.
I had given in and called Dheer, stirring away his sleep. If I didn't get to sleep, my best friend should be deprived of it as well.
"You have never even met him."
"But I know everything about him. I have read all the magazines he has interviews printed on." He is joking, or maybe not, but either way, I know he doesn't mean it. He might be crushing over him but he genuinely has no strong feelings for Kabir.
"You really don't like him that much right? I can talk to him—"
"Oh stop. I am just teasing you. He is hot but I have no feelings. I just enjoy expressing my love for him in front of you, we both share that in common."
"Excuse me?"
"I said I am teasing you.."
"No, not that. What did you mean by we both share that in common? What did you imply by that?"
"Babe. You are obsessed with him. We both act like two teenage girls gossiping over our boy crush."
"I don't have a crush on him. I don't even like him. You missed the part where I told you uncountable times about how much I loathe him."
