Chapter 1 : The New York Girl

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And It Said,
Welcome To New York.
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Author's Pov

In New York city, a girl in her late twenties was dancing in her apartment with a white shirt in her hand. She was wearing a black shirt and light blue denim shorts. Her hairs were tied in a loose bun. She was dancing on the song 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift.

Soon she started singing "Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone..."

When her chef entered the apartment with the spare keys. She has given the spare keys to the chef just in case she is sleeping or will be late. The chef was appointed by her mother, she has been strictly told by her mother to avoid the outside food. Her mother was very particular about it as she had food poisoning 2 years back due to continuous intake of junk and oily food.

Flashback

"Aaah it's paining." the girl screamed in pain.

" Aur khaa bahar ka khana." her mother taunted.
( Eat more outside food)

"Mumma stop taunting me." she said.

"Nothing to worry, it's just food poisoning. Try to avoid outside food and you will be alright. I have prescribed some medicines. Take it for one week." the doctor interrupted and saved her from her mother's scolding.

The girl made a sulking face looking at the prescribed medicines she was going to say something when her mother glared at her making her shut her mouth. From then her mother had appointed a chef who would make her delicious homemade food. Because her in the kitchen is an invitation to disaster. No doubt she cooks well but she is too messy so she avoids cooking.

Flashback ends

She was brought back to the world when she heard the chef giggling.

She looked at her and then at herself then she realised she was dancing with the shirt in her hand on the center table.

She came down from the center table and cleared her throat.

"Janvi Ma'am what would you like to have for lunch as well as dinner." she asked sarcastically.

" she asked sarcastically

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