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CHAHAT MEHRA is a 25-year-old woman living in the fast-paced city of Delhi. She seems strong and independent, building a life on her own, but beneath the surface, she carries deep emotional pain. Losing her...
Hope you all are doing well in your lives and don't forget to thank God for this beautiful life.
Let me tell you all that this chapter is going to be really long that when I was writing it my notepad said that "you have reached maximum word limit" so don't get bored because I guess this chapter would be more interesting to read but our opinion might be different.
So enjoy and tell me in the comments if you liked or disliked anything. . . . .
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Chahat's POV:
I was looking down into my phone while praying to god that please send that idiot here as soon as possible otherwise I will have to leave because I can't stand this discomfort and awkwardness alone.
"Hii" I heard a voice which was not completely unknown to me.
As soon as I looked up, I saw that Mr. Whatever standing in front of me while forwarding his hand towards me maybe, for a hand shake but soon he took his hand back as I didn't respond to that. He pulled out the chair and sat in front of me on the same table. And guess what?? He is looking hot again! How does he know that I love black? Yesterday also he was wearing black and today also.
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(You can imagine that he was looking like this 😉)
That black blazer on a white shirt and those black pants. His brown eyes and those beautiful lashes and not to forget his little little beard on that handsome face. But why does he keeps some buttons open? So that girls can gawk at him huh?? Oh wait ! But...but why is he here ? What is he doing in front of me?
"Hey! If I am not wrong then you are Miss Chahat Mehra right?" He asked bringing me out of my thoughts as I was done checking him out. "How do you know my name? And what... what are you doing he...here??" I asked him.
"Woh actually I am....." He was about to say something when I cut him off and said "A stalker? You are a stalker right? That's why I was thinking why didn't you kidnap me yesterday and now I know that was because you had other plans right? You were stalking me so that you can bump into me again and again that I will start trusting you one day and once we will be friends, you will kidnap me, kill me and sell my heart, liver and kidney to get money in return." I said all that in one breath and he was looking at me in amusement.
