Love heals the deepest scars.
Aayat Sahani ♡ Abhir Raghuvanshi
Aayat Sahani
An employee at Archers Fashion who has witnessed the cruel side of the world. Carrying those deep scars that are hidden from the world she is living her life with a hope...
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Its been 3 days since the shopping day. Since I fucked up by giving signals to my boss to kiss me.
He doesn't even look at me now. I know.. I know I fucked up but we should talk about it right? Its like nothing is normal since that day. What actually makes me wonder is he wanted to kiss me too...why? Does he like me?? Or is it just an attraction?? But...he liked someone else too then why did he want to kiss me??
If i keep on thinking about it then my brain will burst out of overthinking.
I need to focus on something else. These three days have been spent without talking to each other. Or we can say that we are trying to avoid each other. Everytime we mend things so that we can stand at a better place... something happens that brings us back to square one.
"Aayat did you like the plan?" Someone' voice interrupt my thoughts and i look up to see my whole team eyeing me suspiciously. Oooh shit!!
"Umm..yeah!! Its fabulous." I compliment even though I haven't heard a word.
I glanced at Kirti who is yet not convinced. I am gonna listen a long lecture later.
They continue discussing about the project while I continue thinking about some blackheaded man. I sighed.
The charity gala isn't until the next weekend. I don't know what am I wearing. I don't know if I am even attending it or not...but I don't want to skip it either.
