15. Farewell?

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Complete the targets of all the previous chapters. I'm trying/pushing myself back into writing not wanting to get away from my writer's side more than I already have been. Comments has always been a source of motivation for me, so maybe that will help!

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You know how a man knows he's fucked up? When he sees his girl--ex girlfriend walking in a saree

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You know how a man knows he's fucked up? When he sees his girl--ex girlfriend walking in a saree. A fucking saree for the first time ever. After you've broken up a day before. Waheguru? Sidha chakk lete, ye tadpa tadpa ke kya maar rahe ho?

The moment she steps out of the car with Suhana fucking Sahdev by her side, I know I'm fucked. I know Suhana knows what happened and I know it was her idea to bring my woman in this sexy as fuck outfit. Falak's not here for the farewell, she's here to be my doom. My hellfire!

I let my eyes glide over her. It's the same saree Mumma was showing her yesterday. But this blouse design, it's Suhana's choice. Bugu's too conscious of her back rolls, she only does bold around the ones she's comfortable--the six of us when we used to be at the hideout.

I let my eyes eat her, she's dolled in a lavender colored, organza saree with delicate scalloped beaded hand work border. The blouse's fabric is... satin benglori? I will have to touch it, just to be sure. Blouse stitched in a bow shape with spaghetti straps and it's backless.

Waheguru? Your moment to shine, chakk lo!

If she's wearing this, I gotta let her grandfather know. How dare he let her leave like this? Ab kaha gai unki izzat? Ladki aisi pataka ban ke ghoom rahi hai, unhe koi fikr hi nahi! Grandfathers these days, I tell you, so careless!

"Breathe." Yug chuckles in my ear. I gulp down the saliva, wetting my throat which has turned dryer than the Sahara with just one glance at her. I slam the passenger door shut, my eyes on her as I storm towards her car. "What the fuck are you wearing?" I mumble. She raises an eyebrow, I shouldn't have taught her this.

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