☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
"Please open the door," I shouted but he locked the door and shut off the lights.
She broke one of his rules so , he punished her by staying one night on the terrace in the heavy rain.
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Her fiance, Rudra Singh...
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I had just finished my Maggi and chocolates, but I was already craving more. I pouted at the thought of Khadusman refusing to give me more chocolates.
Just then, Nandini burst into the room, beaming with excitement. "Bhabhi!" she exclaimed.
"What's got you so happy?" I asked, teasing her with a smirk.
Nandini's eyes sparkled. "Why are you smirking, Bhabhi?" she asked, trying to hide her own emotions.
I pretended to be a child, pouting. "I thought you found a jiju for me."
Nandini chuckled, her face stern but her eyes twinkling. "No, Bhabhi, what are you talking about?"
I grinned mischievously. "Never mind, tell me why you're so excited."
Nandini's smile widened. "Dadi is organizing a garba night!"
I leapt up, excitement coursing through my veins. But a sudden cramp hit my abdomen, and I winced in pain. "Ouch!"
Nandini's face filled with concern. "What happened, Bhabhi? Are you okay? Should I call the doctor?"
I reassured her, rubbing my abdomen. "I'm fine, just period cramps."
Nandini nodded understandingly. "So, what were we discussing? Ah yes, the garba party! I'm so excited!"
I shared her enthusiasm. "Me too! I love garba nights. My dadi used to organize them when I was a child."
Nandini clapped her hands. "Tomorrow night, Bhabhi! And you have to prepare a dance."
I squealed with delight. "I love dancing! Let's start preparing our dance."
We high-fived each other, grinning from ear to ear.
But then I thought for a moment. "Where should we practice our dance?"
Nandini pointed. "In the dancing room, Bhabhi."
I looked at her quizzically. "The dancing room? Where's that?"
"Isn't it in our house, Bhabhi?" Nandini asked, looking at me curiously.
