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"Where's he headed now?" Tanya asked, curious about Abhimanyu's whereabouts. "Just sent him to the supermarket," Dhruv replied, relieved that he had managed to convince Abhimanyu to help him learn some baking techniques, even though Abhimanyu had been hesitant at first.
"Oh, cool," Tanya said, giving him a thumbs-up, totally unaware of the effort it took to get Abhimanyu on board.
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Inside the supermarket, Abhimanyu rolled his eyes a bit as he navigated the aisles, searching for the baking ingredients Dhruv had listed. Baking was his thing, but Dhruv's sudden desire to learn felt a bit off.
"Really? All at once?" he thought, shaking his head at the thought of tackling macarons, meringues, and tea cakes in one go. It felt like a lot to handle!
Rahul walked into the supermarket, nerves buzzing as he prepared to face Abhimanyu again. He was all in for his plan, though, so he switched off his phone and steeled himself for the act.
"Hey, Ma, don't worry, Siya's in good hands," he said, trying to sound casual. "Yeah, she's resting at home now. Alright, talk to you later. Bye."
As he ended the call, Abhimanyu couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right with Siya. "Is she with that guy?" he wondered, a knot of anxiety tightening in his stomach.
"Where's Siya? Why is she at your house?" Abhimanyu demanded, gripping Rahul's collar tightly. "Whoa, chill! What's with the aggression?" Rahul pushed Abhimanyu's hands away, trying to keep the situation from escalating.
"Listen, Siya's not feeling well and is resting at my place. And don't pretend you don't know why she's not well."
Abhimanyu's heart dropped. "Oh damn, she was out in the rain arguing with me for like twenty minutes yesterday. With her weak immune system, she's probably sick now.
"Panic surged through him as he hurried out of the supermarket, but then he stopped short—he didn't even know where Rahul lived. Cursing under his breath, he reluctantly turned back, frustration bubbling inside him.
Abhimanyu asked, "Where do you live? Just give me your address." Rahul hesitated. "And why do you want it?" "Do you want me to knock you down again?" Abhimanyu threatened, raising his fist slightly. "Alright, alright! I'll tell you," Rahul relented, giving him the address.
Once Abhimanyu took off, Rahul grabbed his phone and quickly called someone. "He's on his way," he said, keeping his voice low. Meanwhile, Tanya, who had been hanging out at Rahul's, decided to give Siya and Abhimanyu some space and headed out.
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Before long, the doorbell rang. Siya's heart raced; she knew it was Abhi. Feeling nervous and guilty about their earlier argument, she opened the door with shaky hands.
