5. Roshni

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3 days left for the deal to end and Mom has been doing incredible in finding the best guys for marriage and not to lie they all are very good in the sense of education, looks and career but no one is my type

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3 days left for the deal to end and Mom has been doing incredible in finding the best guys for marriage and not to lie they all are very good in the sense of education, looks and career but no one is my type. Well by saying that they are not my type I meant that they are too soft, mamma's boy, sensitive and all which I hate. I don't need a guy, I need a MAN!

I had kept Vansh as my side option and kept finding guys who could marry me for 1-2 years and part ways and if accidentally I found a my type of person I would consider him but that did not go as I planned, I didn't find anyone so now only one option is left.

I dialled his number.

"Hello!" I spoke.

"Great you are alive?" He asked because I haven't contacted him since that night.

"Unfortunately yes!"

"You have got so negative."

"Because my life has become negative."

"Okay enough argument you will never stop. Why did you call?"

"Dinner tonight at my place." I said licking off my lower lips.

"All of sudden?"

"I am going to disclose about our relationship."

"Our what? " He screamed in shock.

"I mean fake relationship."

"Ohh fake..... Yeah okay I'll be there."

"Please be natural okay, don't start overacting."

"I act better than you." He said with a teasing laugh.

"Will see that. Bye"

I informed the entire group about the dinner and made it mandatory to be present because I am going to disclose something. I told my family to be present too. It's going to be a complete disaster... No one could have thought about Me and Vansh ever in their lifetime. I hope this goes well.

At 8 in the evening everyone was there seated in the living room. I looked around nervously scrapping my thighs to control my anxiety. I could feel my sweat dropping from my neck to my back and it sent chills all over my body. Everyone was assuming different things about announcement and I looked at them with as normal body language I could hold but in the end I couldn't be perfect at it. I am a fashion designer not an actress.

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