The Un-Identical Doppelganger

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CHAPTER 38

Previously on "A Small Talk?"

Previously we witnessed how the dots are connecting between Darshan, Y/N, Devyan, and Qahira but nobody knows how. Before Devyan and Y/N could together untangle this messed up mystery, they come to know that Qahira knows Darshan better than anyone and is getting married to him soon...!?

Is this true or somebody is messing around so bad?
Or is Qahira too, with Maya and Vamika in this?
Let's see...

Moving on...

Y/N tries to gather herself back but fails miserably.

Y/N throws her mask on the floor as she makes her fist bleed by punching on the ground.

She wipes her tears with her shaking hands and looks up to find a guy standing infront of her, with his confused and concerned face.

"You good?" The guy asks helping her get up.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you." Y/N says acting all normal as she wipes her tears.

"Where is Dev? He should've been with you right now. And how could you let yourself get destroyed so easily, just because a bunch of girls are threatening you, with God knows what." The guy says with a shrug.

Y/N gets a bit taken aback by the sudden attack and how well the guy knew the situation. She grabs her mask back and ties it right infront of him.

He finds it odd but ignores it anyway.

"Let's first fix your injury." The guy says as he pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket and wraps around Y/N's fist.

Y/N watches in silence with a slight confused look on her face.

"This won't help much, let me do something. You wait here." The guy says as he rushes towards the security guard.

After 5 minutes, he gets back to Y/N.

"What did you do?" Y/N asks with a blank face.

"I told the security guard to bring some first aid from the nearby pharmacy." The guy says as he takes Y/N's hand and tries to analyse the injury.

"Th- thank you for the help..." Y/N finds herself unable to finish her sentence properly as she had so many questions in her mind all at once.

"Darshan left you like this? For Qahira? I'm amazed by the fact that what could've possibly made Darshan stay with her. And it is affecting you so badly. Isn't it?" The guy says with a non-offending sarcastic smile.

"Uh... Yeah- but, who are you? And how do you know so much about me and everything?" Y/N says with a confused look but a pretty alert body language.

"I don't think introducing myself at this very moment will be a great idea. First you handle yourself, Dev will tell you about me nicely when you reach upstairs.
And then you won't hesitate." The guy says with an affirming smile as he holds a strong eye contact with Y/N.

After 2 minutes, the security guard gets back to them and hands the first aid to the guy.

"Sit, I'll sanitize it first." The guy says as he pulls the chair near the elevator gate for Y/N to sit.

Y/N sits on the chair and pulls her hand out.

The guy sanitizes her bleeding fist and wraps a lose bandaid around it.

"Maine isey lose rakha hai so it can breathe. And don't play with it, it will start bleeding again then." He says as he gets up.

"Will you miss your flight if you yourself go ahead with the introduction?" Y/N says with a I'm-so-done tone.

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