James took his eyes off Shanaya, glancing back at Austin, who was still engaged in a playful war of words with Aanya. Their fight had evolved into a hilarious exchange, with each of them creatively insulting the other in every language they could muster.
Hours Later...
“Let’s go on the roller coaster!” Aanya exclaimed, her excitement palpable.
Although she had never been a fan of roller coasters and had never ridden one before, today felt different. Life was about seizing moments, and she wanted to enjoy this thrill with her friends, not thinking about what the future might hold.
As they approached the ride, Shanaya looked at Aanya and said, “You go first. I have a call to take.”
“Okay! Come fast!” Aanya replied eagerly.
She dashed toward the roller coaster, barely making it in time, and to her dismay, she found herself seated next to Austin again. They exchanged murderous glares, each acting as if they were alone.
The ride began its ascent, and Aanya’s heart raced. As they reached the peak and began to plunge down at breakneck speed, panic gripped her. Instinctively, she grabbed Austin’s hand.
Austin glanced over to tease her but halted when he saw the fear in her eyes. Instead of making a joke, he just stared at her, captivated by her expression. The wind whipped through Aanya’s hair, exposing her neck, and Austin felt a flutter of nerves. He didn’t want the moment to end.
As the ride dropped, Aanya squeezed his hand tightly, and Austin couldn’t help but feel an unexpected thrill from their contact.
When the ride finally came to a stop, Aanya opened her eyes, relief washing over her. She suddenly became aware of her hand still clutching Austin’s. Their eyes met, and she felt herself get lost in the depths of his ocean-blue gaze.
The eye contact didn’t last long before a voice broke through the moment. “Sir, can you save the slow-burn eye contact and hand-holding for somewhere else? It’s time to get off,” the attendant said with a friendly smile.
Both Aanya and Austin quickly released their hands, the spell broken. Austin let out a fake laugh. “Romance with you? I’d rather romance a cow, right, Chérie?” he quipped, a teasing smile on his face.
Aanya forced a laugh, her cheeks flushed. “Me too,” she replied, both feeling the heat rising in their cheeks from the moment they had just shared.
As they both stepped off the ride, they instinctively moved in opposite directions, the awkwardness lingering in the air. A few steps later, they collided with other park-goers, leading to a series of clumsy apologies. They each tried to maneuver away but ended up bumping into each other again.
This time, Aanya stumbled, and before she could react, Austin caught her, falling on top of her. One hand cradled her head, preventing any injury, while the other held him above her, their faces dangerously close. A moment stretched between them, their breaths mingling, hearts thundering in sync.
But the enchanting moment was shattered by a child’s whistle, echoing through the air, pulling them back to reality.
“You really are something, Chérie. Are you alright?” Austin asked, breaking eye contact and glancing away, trying to regain composure.
“Yeah, I’m alright,” Aanya replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you,” she added, feeling a mix of nervousness and embarrassment.
As she stood up, her cheeks were still burning from the encounter. She hurried away, feeling flustered and confused.
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Aanya’s POV
“What just happened? Why are my cheeks so hot?” Aanya muttered to herself, touching her flushed face.
“Why, Jesus? Why do I keep running into him?” she complained, making her way back to Shanaya, who was still on a call.
“And that pervert with the name Chérie, teasing me in different languages like he’s some kind of prince,” she fumed internally, not realizing the true nature of her feelings.
But beneath her annoyance, Aanya couldn’t shake off the memory of Austin’s hand holding hers, the sense of safety it brought her. It was as if she felt something familiar in his touch, a promise of “I’m here; don’t worry.”
When she looked into his ocean-blue eyes, her heart raced, echoing the depth of their unspoken connection. Was it destiny that brought them together again and again? Or was it the elusive red thread of fate that tied them? Who knows... but one thing was certain: they were undeniably
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The destiny of Red String
Romance"Didn't believe in fate until I met him " Aanya Singhania "A human body has trillion of nerves and she managed to get every one of them " Austin kim She b...
