A Love Like This

Chapter 3

Simran's pov :

Reaching my mansion , I swiftly went inside and again there lays this bouquet of lilies.

Again, I checked the date. It is today. I searched for a note in the bouquet.

"Hey my babygirl there ,
I missed you and don't forget I am watching you.Waiting for the day you actually find me, that day will be marked as a history. Till then miss me a lot.

Yours one and only
Love.                     "

The notes end here. I don't really who the fuck is this. This stalker is really getting out of hand. I put the flowers in the waste bin and burned them.

Burning them , I made my way towards the terrace. It was raining. Well rain and moon are my real friends or you can say it's a world where I don't have to act tough every fucking minute . They won't make jokes like other . They won't think me as a loser.

Moving to the terrace , I sat near the edge, the cold breeze and the droplets of rain were making me calm. Unknowingly, tears started flowing from my eyes.

My eyes didn't cried. It was the pain flowing out burning down the hopes and making me weak. It was my heart crying. The burning sensation over my face made me realise that I - Simran Rajvanshi, was still suffering from the dark past.

Sitting there for a quite long time, I checked the time. It was six in the evening . Getting up from them , I went to my room. My head was throbbing with pain.

I changed my wet clothes after taking a shower. I made my way to my study and started working on the files and cases which needed my attention. Engrossed in my work , I didn't notice the time. By the time , I finished my work, it was already past ten.

I made my way to the kitchen to make my dinner. I don't like anyone entering my mansion. Yes, there are workers for all the chores but I love my privacy more and invading my privacy is hell for others.

Standing near the kitchen counter, my head started throbbing again and it made me feel dizzy. It clutched on my head  and made my way to my room. Fuck the dinner , I don't want to eat. Getting inside my room , I hurriedly gulped down my medicines and laid down on my bed just my cell rings. Without seeing the caller, I picked up the call.

" Oh my god!! The Simran Rajvanshi picked up my call in 2 rings. This day should be marked as history ." , the person on the other side said.

" What do you want Nida ? Why called this late ?" , I replied getting annoyed. First this headache and then this bestfriend of mine.

"What happened to you ? You sound dull ? Are you okay ? " , she asked getting worried. Obviously she is my bestfriend for a reason.

"Well it's nothing just a headache. But why did you call this late ? Everything okay ?! " , I asked her.

"Well , I wanted to let you know that I was coming to you tomorrow morning but seems like I am needed there right now. ", she said.

"Don't. It is not needed and it is already late . " , I said and sighed because I knew she won't listen to me .

"Don't worry about me . And I am already in my car on my way to your mansion and will reach in 10 minutes so you better don't move from your place. Be sitted where you are .", she said ending the call.

I sighed knowing that I can't say anything to this two persons in my life. First my sister and then my bestfriend. Those years, they are the only ones who stayed. Others left me or you can say I didn't hold an importance to them.