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CHILDHOOD SWEETHEARTS CLUSTER BOOK #1
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They are childhood sweethearts, Ridh and Aira-the inseparable duo. He loves her, and she loves him. What could possibly go wrong? Before Aira heads to Stanford Univ...
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It's been a month since I shifted back to India. They restricted my entry in Elite Estates and SMR groups. The security guards will not let me enter without their permission.
Can't they just listen to me for once?
It's not like that I myself asked those bastards to rape me.It's not like that I intentionally ignored their calls that day. I am not at fault. Can't they trust their daughter, sister, best friend and lover.
But one thing is clear in front of my eyes that the accident was intentional. Someone planned it. Like a girl who came out of nowhere and sent false texts to my family instead of helping me.And the person who is responsible for the condition I am in and that my family faced that day is still out here, the culprit can be anyone, may be somewhere between us, may be someone unknown or may be someone very close.
I have to clear my past to my family because if we all will be together maybe we can catch that bitch or bastard. My prime suspects are Anushka Mehra and Rhea Mehra.
And now that my entry is banned from both the places I have to meet them somewhere outside. I am joining the restaurant from tomorrow. I just finished eating my dinner and did the dishes.
From the last two days the whole scenario is running in my mind disturbing me. It's already been 2 weeks since I came back and these two weeks I failed many times in meeting any of the members.
If the culprit wanted just the 3 of us dead then I am still in danger and If the culprit wants our whole family's destruction then we all are under the mercy of God.
I have to take sleeping pills to sleep today. If I will not get any sleep tonight then for sure I will faint tomorrow on the very first day of my job and will open my eyes on a hospital bed.
Getting up from the couch, I lift my hand to switch off the light and switch on the night lamp of the lobby. I make my way toward the kitchen to fetch a water bottle.
As I enter the kitchen I see that the leftover from my dinner is on the kitchen slab and it needs to be put in the fridge so that it will remain edible for my breakfast tomorrow.
Tomorrow the maid will also come for sweeping, mopping and dusting. Rest of the chorus like washing clothes, cleaning dirty dishes and obviously cooking. I can do it by myself.
Gulping down the medicine I prepare myself to get some sleep. I hope everything goes well tomorrow. I don't know what this day holds for me but I want it to be perfect as it's my first time as a professional. Internships felt like practical exams.
"Kaise Kaise din aa gye hai bhai, khud ke baap ka ek restaurant hai aur dusre ke mai kaam karna pad rha hai"
(What kind of days has come brother, my father owns a restaurant and I have to work for someone else)
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As the alarm's annoying voice reaches my half asleep I open my eyes and dart my eyeballs in the direction of the alarm, 6:00 AM. The maid will be here at 6:30 AM.
