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"And you know damn well for you I would ruin myself a million little times."
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"Fine," I muttered with a deadly calm voice. I let my eyes wander around her face, looking at her intensely.
My expression held anything but a fucking smile.
She looked at me and gulped on seeing the rising storm in my eyes. I am fucking sure I looked so close to murder anyone who came across my view.
But what was I furious at? Her? Fuck, no. I was pissed at my own self. It was as if my heart and body had a little brain of its own.
The way my heartbeat fastened around her, my eyes softened whenever tears graced her beautiful eyes and I hated this.
A throat clearing pulled me out of my whatever fucking zone it was. There stood Mansi alone fiddling with her fingers nervously not meeting my eyes.
Maa left us when I chose to tag her along with me. Thank heavens.
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"What are you standing there for? Sit," My voice came out colder than I had expected but this woman in front of me didn't even flinch.
She stiffened and then rolled her eyes at me, moving towards the passenger seat.
Just as she was going to sit, she took a step backward. Involuntarily, she stepped in and sat down. I noticed the change of expression on her face, the way she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Pushing the thoughts away, I too sat down on the seat and started driving towards the office.
Throughout the way, Mansi held her saree so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She looked.... almost scared? Her deep breaths filled in the silence and my eyes roamed to her momentarily.
What can cause such a change in her? She drives her car almost daily but she seems fine.
As if you notice her daily. My subconscious butted in and I mentally scoffed.
I have better things to do than fucking notice her like a creep. Please.
Don't speak anything, Avyansh. It's not that hard.
You can control. Yes, don't.
Do not speak-
"Don't you have work today?" WHAT THE FUCK?
Why do I have to utter any damn thing? It's not that I can't bear her silence. No.
"Huh? What?" Hearing me, she jumped in the air slightly but then straightened herself, her grip loosening on the saree.
