𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃
He says he can wait.
That he'll heal me, love me, treat me like I'm something whole. But what happens when he steps into the wreckage of a heart so broken, so bruised, that there's...
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"Bite your tongue, Evyaan," she said, her tone tinged with anger. It was the first time I had seen her like this, and oddly enough, even in her anger, she looked adorable.
She then directed Kiaan to do the same, and he compiled without hesitation.
"Evyaan," she addressed me, her gaze stern.
"Okay, ma'am," I replied, obediently biting my tongue. Her smile and nod of approval afterward somehow made the scolding worth it.
"So, let's go over the rules again. No matter what happens, the three of us stick together. I know we don't have another female companion, but you can freely confide in me if needed, I understand most things," I explained, turning to Samayara.
A pink tint appeared on her wheatish skin, resembling the way flowers bloom.
"Okay," she smiled shyly.
"Done with your speech?" Kiaan interjected, unable to contain his excitement.
"Samayara, I don't know about him, but with me, you're in the best hands," Kiaan said, taking her hand with a smug grin, clearly trying to get under my skin. My fists clenched, but I kept my cool, resisting the urge to put him in his place.
Samayara reciprocated with a high-five, first to Kiaan, then to me. Her small, delicate palms felt incredibly soft against mine.
"Oh, I forgot to mention the most important thing," I added, noticing their waning interest.
"Let's have a lot of fun!" I declared, and their enthusiasm instantly reignited.
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"So, how are we feeling?" Kiaan asked with the same enthusiasm even after two hours of trekking.
"GREAT!" Samayara exclaimed, matching his energy.
As we strolled alongside Samayara, filming videos while Kiaan snapped photos from every possible angle, I found myself, unintentionally photobombing in most of them.
"Take it from this angle," Kiaan instructed, adjusting the camera while holding Samayara's hand. Seeing her struggle to grasp the instructions made me uneasy, so I gently took the camera from her.
We then took numerous pictures together and captured several solo shots of Kiaan.
"Let's take a break," Kiaan proposed, spotting a group settling down under a nearby tree. I glanced at Samayara, who seemed to agree.
"Sure, but not for too long," I replied. We settled down and refreshed ourselves with some water. Kiaan then offered us some coffee cookies.
"These are delicious, where did you get them?" Samayara inquired, taking another bite from her cookie.
"My dad owns Malhotra Grandeur," he said casually, as though it were no big deal. Samayara's face flushed with a mix of astonishment and intrigue, her eyes widening in shock.
