HE IS DREAMING ABOUT HER

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Avantika's Pov
"Omaya, uth na please main late ho jaungi" I shook Omaya for the nth time but this girl was not even stirring.
(Omaya, get up please I'll get late)

"Papa, I am tired of waking her up. I'll get late like this. Do one thing make sure these three have their breakfast and then make them clean their respective utensils" I turned towards Bde papa and told him.

"Don't worry bete, you get ready I will take care of them" He assured me.

I grabbed my clothes and went to take shower.

Prithvi's Pov
She, in my arms, her black eyes looking into mine as if penetrating my soul.

Her nervous and awkward face when everyone saw us.

This sweet and peaceful voice will melt my heart.

Beep!Beep!Beep!

I woke up with a jerk. It took me a moment to realise what happened.

I sighed and rubbed my face.

I was dreaming.

Wait! What

I dreamt about HER

What's wrong with me. How come I dreamt about a girl.

But I can't deny the fact that she has been wandering in my mind since the day I left from there.

I checked my phone and saw that I have a flight in 3 hours.

I got up and went to freshen up.

I texted Baba
'I will reach Udaipur at 2 PM. I want to meet you all in the meeting room'

And went to take a shower.

Avantika's Pov
'Good morning'
I texted on our cousin's group once I came out of shower.

I stood in front of dressing table, looked at my worn out eyes.

"It will take some days to recover from tiredness" I assured myself.

I applied my moisturizer, hide my dark circles with some foundation and concealer,put on a nude lipstick, mascara and a thin eye liner.

I wore a two set chain with studs and gave a middle partition to my hairs. I checked myself out before leaving the room.

I already prepared lunch for everyone and stuffing for sandwiches

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I already prepared lunch for everyone and stuffing for sandwiches.

As I made my way towards mandir, I saw Vihaan yawning while coming down the stairs.

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