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I know it would be boring for some (later in the chapter) but I'll strongly recommend to read it all. It will give background and the intensity and severity of the situation better.---
RecapMy mind still played one conversation I had with a certain stranger. No. Not stranger. I do know his name ... Rohan Singh. The person with same surname as mine, who was casually talking of marriage.
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I'd just left Roo's house. It was a good and well needed visit. I'd still have not told Roo about Rohan.
We talked a lot. Me, Roo and abhi were sitting in Roo's room, talking and annoying the shit out of her. Sure, little devil aka Ayesha came, the room went few degrees down, colder. She brought some snacks but we didn't eat. But when she left, we literally laughed and got back together as she never came, warm.
It was 10:38 when I decided to leave for my house. Roo's mom suggested I sleep here only but atlast we, me and Roo of course, convinced her that I'm good in my home only.
I was driving, my mind at ease yet so spiralling. I was happy afterwards whenever I talked to Roo and abhi but my mind was still to grasped in the mess of my life. Stalker, still not confronted. Rohan. Castillos. Who were they ?
I sigh and focus on driving.
The nights were quite peaceful compared to day time. Less traffic and smooth roads. I was driving peacefully while listening to Taylor Swift. I love her.
Times change I guess. It would be surprising to think that the girl who used to hear soft desi romantic music, now listens to rock hard music and Taylor Swift, an inspirational songwriter and English songs ! I love her !!
Life is so unpredictable!!
I reach home, shower in cold water, wear my shorts and tank tops and sleep within the seconds in touching bed. Really tired.
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Roo have finally healed and would be coming from today. She still doesn't know about Rohan but rest of the staff sure has some ideas. But they are quiet and I hope they would still be quiet as she comes. Rohan comes daily now a days but later got to know, he was a regular. Guess I just saw him that day for the first time.
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