Grasp
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Neha and Keerthi were engrossed in their conversation at the cafe where they usually grabbed lunch.
Amidst their chatter, Neha sensed a shift in the atmosphere, a gaze lingering on her. With a puzzled frown, she glanced over her shoulder, catching a group of girls hastily averting their eyes. The sensation of being watched lingered, casting a shadow over Neha's relaxed demeanor. She turned back to Keerthi, a sense of unease settling in the pit of her stomach, disrupting the casual chat,
En avangalam enna'ye paakuranga?
Adhuva, recent'ah instagram'la vara photos'lerndhu recognize pannirpanga. Adhan
Yenna photos?
Keerthi looked up at Neha with a frown,
Social media'la, Neeyum Siddharth'um.. unaku theriyadha?
En kitta yendha social media'vum illa
Neha's denial was met with Keerthi's surprise, evident in the way she swiftly retrieved her phone from her bag and opened Instagram. With a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, Neha accepted the device, her eyes widening as the screen came to life. Shock flooded her senses, rendering her momentarily speechless.
Paparazzi snapshots of her and Siddharth, captured clandestinely from their moments together - the university, the park, gym, and more - flooded the screen, neatly categorized under a hashtag bearing Siddharth's name. The realization hit Neha like a tidal wave, leaving her reeling from the invasion of privacy and the unwanted attention.
Do anything but don't read the comments
Keerthi's warning was swift, her attempt to retrieve the phone futile as Neha was already engrossed in the comments section, unable to tear her gaze away. Each comment seemed to pierce through her, leaving behind a trail of doubts and insecurities. People expressed their opinions, some hoping Siddharth could do better, while others scrutinized their relationship with a critical eye.
But amidst the sea of judgments and opinions, it wasn't the negativity that consumed Neha's thoughts. It was her own words from when they argued,
Ippo kudha yedho affair madhiri enna olichu dhane vechirukae?
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From a distance, Siddharth observed Neha's distant expression with concern etched on his features. It was unusual for her to be so lost in thought, oblivious to her surroundings. Without hesitation, he revved his bike's engine and followed her discreetly, keeping a safe distance to avoid catching any attention.
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