𝕲𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗, 𝕲𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖕 & 𝕬-𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝕬𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖘 [ON HOLD]

2.5 | ｔｗｏ ｐｏｉｎｔ ｆｉｖｅ

Four Years Ago

Shivaay Singh Oberoi was absolutely bored.

As the lights flashed while the music blared from the speakers, Shivaay tapped his tumbler of whiskey and shook his head as his friends—— Daksh Khurana and Dev Chabra—— flirted with two young blonde women on the dance floor.

Shivaay rolled his eyes as Arnav Singh Raizada walked over to him and pushed forth three pints of beer towards him.

"There you go," Arnav grinned.

"No," Shivaay retorted. "This was a dumb idea," he arched an eyebrow.

"Shivaay, man," Arnav sighed. "Chill. Dev needed this," he glanced at their best friend who had an arm wrapped around a blushing British blonde while he whispered into her ear.

"No," Shivaay retorted. "What Dev needed, was for someone to make him understand that pushing away Sonakshi isn't going to help him," he exhaled a sigh, leaning back on the booth and drumming his fingers on the table. "This rebound stint you've planned with Daksh is bound to backfire."

"Firstly," Arnav scowled. "This isn't something I planned, and especially not with Daksh," he glanced at the said man in question, with a glare. "Secondly, I don't remember you disagreeing with distracting Dev from his heartbreak."

"I thought you meant going to an arcade or bowling," Shivaay rolled his eyes. "Not," he gestured around them vaguely, "this."

"Lighten up, man," the familiar grating tone of Daksh Khurana reached their ears as the man walked towards them and rolled his eyes. "You need to get laid."

Shivaay rubbed his forehead in irritation, "Shut up, Daksh." Standing up he slung his blazer over his arm and walked towards the doors.

He turned around slowly, as he heard a familiar voice on the other side of the club.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am pregnant!" Shivaay arched an eyebrow, tilting his head at the familiar looking woman—— whose name he couldn't quite place.

A round of applause rang out, before someone from the crowd shouted, "If you're pregnant then why are you at the club?"

He shook his head—— amateur liars.

"I'm here because the love of my life, my husband, my soulmate and the father of my child is here to enjoy with his friends," the woman raised her chin haughtily, blinking her eyes rapidly.

Shivaay shook his head, feeling a corner of his lips quirk upwards in amusement.

"Likely story," someone snorted. "You don't even have a boyfriend, Annika."

Shivaay frowned—— why did the name sound so familiar?

"That's because I have a husband, you dingus," the woman named Annika snapped at the person who'd said it.

"And who might that be?" The man beside her mocked.

"Him, duh!"

He stilled, as a sudden singular spotlight shone on him.

His eyes went wide as he stared open-mouthed at the woman named Annika who was pointing at him.

WHAT.

THE.

ACTUAL.

FUCK.

☙♡❧

"You're single right?" He blinked, turning around to face a nervous looking Annika—— Annika Rai Singhania, as a stupefied Dev and shocked, yet amused Arnav, had informed him a few seconds afterwards—— who was chewing her lower lip nervously.