2. Invitation

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Anaya

I forgive her. I can't stay mad with her. She is the one who made me smile when I was sad. She is my sunshine.

Three of us were walking
holding each other's hands. People were staring like we were aliens.

"Miya, where is he?" I asked cause he is my favorite artist.

"There he is!" She replied with a grin on her face.

A man who was standing Infront of us. My favorite Artist. I just wanted to meet him from a very long time and Miya made it possible. As per her, it's my birthday gift. My birthday is in 1 week and this is my pre birthday gift.

Long back, messy hair, black shirt with folded sleeves. I mean men are handsome.

"Where is Meera by the way?"

"I don't know."

We turned to see where Meera was. She was standing near a painting it was beautiful like her. She is very pretty.

"Hello Miss Miya!" A voice came from behind us. We turned together.

"Oh Hello Mr. Nash Thakur." she replied with a smile.

He is nice. A handsome man but not my type. Bad for him.

"Who is this beautiful lady Miss Miya?"

"Oh She is my best friend Anaya Rajput, and a fashion designer."

"OH ya I know her she is well known by everyone."

"Hi Miss Anaya, Nice meeting you." he forwarded his hand for a handshake.

"Hi Mr Thakur, Nice meeting you too. By the way, I love your paintings."

"OH Thank you this was the first compliment of today."

"Oh is that so."

The conversation between us was like that of normal friends. He shared his most beautiful paintings, but the question remained: Where is Meera?

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Meera

These girls were nowhere to be seen. It was about 10 mins. I was struggling with my phone as it was out of battery. I was all alone. Tears formed in my eyes.

"Where are you guys?" I murmured softly to myself.

As I was walking continuously without even looking around. My head faced towards the ground and then I bumped into a hard chest.

I raised my head to see who was there, but my vision was blurred. A tear rolled down my cheek.

"Hey, Are you fine? Why are you crying?" A husky yet soft voice came.

"I don't know!" My voice is all broken.

"Miss why are you crying? Just stop crying. I will solve your problem.!"

"I am lost."

"You are lost! Where?" A confused frown looks formed on his face.

He is handsome. A perfect Boyfriend material. DELULU MAN.

"In this exhibition." I pointed out this place.

"Huh?" He giggled.

He have dimples. Dimples. Fucking dimples.

"I need your help finding my friends. They were gone when I got here. Can you assist me?" I asked firmly, not willing to take no for an answer.

The first name of our group chat was 'Friends Forever'. Yes it's forever. We saw ourselves growing together, being there for each other through thick and thin.

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