Seher's POV
"I saved you the time and efforts of having to tell everybody about us yourself" He said.
"You can thank me later tonight, Miss. Rajput..." And with that being said, he hung up.
Later tonight?
Now what's that supposed to mean!?
My hand fell limp to my side as I lost my grip on my phone and it fell down and bounced near my feet while there was a lot of chaotic commotion going on around me and also inside me.
And everybody present, was saying one thing or the other...the guests who were earlier whispering were now taking their whispers to a slightly higher notch.
I could see the back and forth going on between mine and Shubh's family, I could see their hand gestures and their lips moving...but I could barely hear and make out what they were saying...it's as I was physically present here but my mind was elsewhere...as if I was completely zoned out.
I don't know for how long I just stood there, watching everybody talking, yelling, without even hearing their voices, like I was watching some movie on mute or as if I had turned deaf suddenly, but what I could tell was that I stood rooted on my spot for quite a long time because slowly I could see the crowd formed by our close friends and family, moving out of our backyard garden, leaving. Fortunately.
Once everybody left and it was just our families, I watched as Viraj walked over towards the guy who was responsible for handling the projector thing, and grabbed his collar.
"What the fuck was that!? You bastard!" It was Viraj's high pitched and angry voice that finally managed to snap me out of the trance that I had been put in ever since I saw those pictures and spoke to Arjun.
"Who the fuck asked you to do that!?" Viraj threw a punch at the poor guy, who was already shivering and begging for his dear life.
"I-I have no idea, Sir, I swear I don't know how all of this happened...I just plugged in the flash drive that you gave me" The guy stuttered, joining both his hands before my brother, who's nostrils flared with rage as he threw yet another punch at him.
"Tell me the truth, you fucker!" Viraj yelled, beating the living day lights out of the poor guy, who seemed like he genuinely had no idea how things turned this way.
"Viraj enough!" It was Vikram who yelled at him.
"No, I need to know who did this" Viraj replied and continued beating the shit out of the guy.
Well, now you know that among us four siblings, who has the worst anger issues.
Viraj was beating up the poor guy so badly that even the Patels stopped with their questions and looked at them, mortified.
"You motherfucker!" Viraj cursed as the guy fell limp on the ground while Viraj got on him and punched him bloody.
"Viraj enough!" It was Vikrant this time, who walked up to them and forcefully pulled Viraj off the guy, who was as good as dead now.
"Look at me!" Vikrant grabbed Viraj's face and forced him to look at him.
"Do you wanna fucking kill him!? Huh?" Vikrant snapped.
"Have you lost your fucking mind completely!?" He added.
"Vik, I can tell he knows something and I know how to get it out of him" Viraj replied firmly.
"He doesn't! He doesn't knows shit! If he did, he wouldn't have endured such physical pain" Vikrant said before turning to the guy.
"And you, get the fuck out of my face before I kill you myself" He added, snapping his fingers as the guy quickly got off, limping on his feet and rushed away.
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Dear Arjun
RomanceTwo people meet, they fall in love, they eventually get married and live their lives happily ever after that's it...end of the story right? Actually no...not every story ends with marriage...some just begin with it. Meet Seher Rajput, beautiful, a...