"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
•Their tale is a fusion of contrasts, a dance between darkness and light. Vidyut Singhania, the stoic CEO of Singhania Inc, finds his icy facade thawed by Arya Agarwal, a vibrant psychologis...
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time skips~
I seethed with an indescribable rage as I stormed straight home. Upon arrival, the hall was deserted; they must have been in the garden, exchanging gossip about their day. I pivoted on my heel and made my way to my sanctuary: the gym.
My solace, my gym.
I pummeled the punching bag until my knuckles whitened, blood oozing from my hands. The pain I felt was nothing compared to the agony that son of a bitch inflicted on me.
I continued to assault the bag until Mother intervened, entering my realm and halting my fury.
Only she could quell my infernal rage. Maa is my everything
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I rose at 7 a.m. and followed my usual routine. Clad in a well-fitted Indo-western ensemble, I proceeded to the dining hall, partook of breakfast, and then ventured to the hospital without alerting anyone, knowing my brother would inevitably inquire about the previous night.
At the hospital, after attending to patients and completing my tasks, I found myself alone in the cabin. Contemplating whether to divulge the incident with Vanya, I decided against it. She would undoubtedly tease me incessantly if she found out.
Mera sar kha kr rakhegi agar maine use kiss k bare bataya toh [She will eat my head if I tell her about the kiss.]
Time flew by, and it was nearly 6:30 p.m. as I attended to my final patient of the day. Vanya entered my cabin, her presence injecting a burst of energy into the room. We exchanged greetings, and she reminded me of our plans for the evening.
"Hey, babe, no excuses today," she exclaimed eagerly, to which I silently acquiesced.
"Let's go, Aaru, it's almost 7 in the evening, bro," she urged, her excitement palpable.
"Okay, just wait a moment. I need to change my attire," I informed her, appreciative of her understanding.
After preparing myself, we made our way to the café - The Cherry Blossom Café.
