✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
[ 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 1 ]
Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts produce the most tragic stories.
Their treachery is told through their bleeding hearts: their unrequited love was never reciprocated. The...
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"How long will it take?" It's only information, Shrayan!" I muttered over the phone so no one could hear me out. I must remember that I am at her house, and I am intruding on their secrets without their permission. I assigned him this assignment about two weeks ago and have yet to hear back from him. I know he is preoccupied with his own affairs, but it is equally vital.
"I'm trying Vidyut, and to be honest, Vijay Sharma has kept everything extremely secret. And you know how strong individuals kept their possessions secret." He said.
"I know, but find it; I don't know anything about her life; I do know about her, but that's not enough," I said, hanging up the phone.
I felt someone following me. Fuck! I turned to see her uncle, Dishant Sharma, standing directly behind me with a grim frown. Did he get everything?
Vidyut, maintain your confidence and avoid showing signs of anxiousness.
"Namaste Unc -" Before I could finish, he interrupted me with: "We will talk soon" He walked away after saying this, leaving me wondering what just transpired. Before I could react, she approached me with a concerned gaze.
"What was he saying to you? Is he furious? Is he upset? Why are you not saying anything? "Tell me please," she said all at once. It would be a lie to say I wasn't glancing at her lips while she was asking me questions, but her eyes speak more than her words. Her eyes had more emotions than her face, and she expressed them.
"Will you say something?" This time, her sweet voice changed into a severe one, indicating that she was angry. "We will talk soon," I answered, answering all of her queries because I didn't know whether he was furious or angry.
Obviously, how will I find out??
"Huh?" She gave a grim expression. She's amazing! When I didn't answer, she got angry, and when I did, she said "Huh?" What a wonderful young lady!
"Why do we plan to talk soon? I'm asking you right now, so please respond." She explained.
"Are you out of your mind? I believe you are, and I have known since college that you are a mad lady. I said, "You don't understand anything."
"What do you mean by mad woman?" She inquired, taking one step forward.
"He said, 'We shall talk soon,' and then departed! "You crazy little woman!" I replied and returned her motion. We were a few inches apart when she saw our position and took a step back. I did the exact same thing.
"Hello, would-be brother-in-law." I heard a voice or two voices. I looked to my right, only to see two girls in their early twenties approaching us.
"Shit!" I heard her whisper under her breath.
"Hello, might this be Jiju? I'm Samaira Sharma," the girl stated, and I had previously met her at the entryway. "And If you know this crackhead sister of mine, then I am sure you must know me as well," claimed a different girl.
