A Baker And A Billionaire (Completed)

Chapter 14

Sivaangi's excitement and anticipation were palpable as she approached her cafe with her friends.

But, as she pushed open the door, Sivaangi's eyes widened in astonishment as she stepped into the cafe.

Instead of the expected darkness and disarray, she was met with a transformed space that took her breath away. The cafe was fully decorated, with new furniture and a completely changed theme that screamed celebration and joy!

The walls were adorned with glittering balloons and streamers.

The old tables and chairs had been replaced with sleek, modern pieces, and the floors were covered in a shiny new finish. The aroma of freshly baked cookies still wafted through the air, but it was now accompanied by the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

Who could have done this? And how did they manage to keep it a secret?

As she took her first step into the transformed cafe, Sivaangi felt like she was walking into a dream. The space was filled with an energy that was both familiar and new, like a warm hug from an old friend. She couldn't wait to uncover the secrets behind this magical transformation.

Sivaangi's heart skipped a beat as a familiar voice boomed from behind.

She turned back and gazed upon Ashwin, standing tall and proud, his smile radiant like a Greek god. His eyes sparkled with warmth and kindness, and his entire presence exuded an aura of confidence and joy. The transformed cafe faded into the background as her focus solely rested on him.

Sivaangi's eyes locked onto Ashwin's apologetic smile, and her feet seemed rooted to the spot.

The bouquet and card in his hand seemed to mock her, and the words "sorry" echoed in her mind like a cruel joke. Her heart raced with a mix of emotions - anger, hurt  and confusion.

As she slowly regained her composure, Her mind was a jumble of questions, but her body seemed to act on its own accord. With a swift motion, she raised her hand and slapped Ashwin hard across the cheek, the sound echoing through the transformed cafe.

The smile on Ashwin's face faltered, and his eyes widened in shock.

Sivaangi's slap was a release of all the pent-up emotions, a manifestation of her hurt and anger. She looked at him with a red eyes filling with tears. She gripped his shirt in her fist and gazed at him.

"Sorryy ma , sorry , sorry , sorry" his apologies poured out like a gentle rain, soothing Sivaangi's hurt and anger.

Her grip on his shirt tightened as she struggled to contain the storm of emotions within her. Tears flowed freely, a mix of sadness, frustration, and relief.

Ashwin's hands cradled her face hesitantly , his fingers gentle and comforting, Sivaangi felt a sense of security and warmth.

"Sivaangi ma , don't cry." , he said gently.

As he wiped away her tears with his thumbs, his eyes filled with remorse and love. His soft whispers calmed her mind, silencing the questions and doubts that had plagued her.

In that moment, Sivaangi let go of her defenses, allowing Ashwin's warmth to envelop her. She breathed in his scent, his presence anchoring her to the present. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the depths of their emotions.

"Why did you shouted at me yesterday ?", she mumbled slowly while tears flew down her cheeks.

Ashwin repeat his apologies, "Sorry sorry, I won't do it again." He wiped her tears with his thumb continuously.

Sivaangi looked at the sincere in his face , something changed in her mindset.

Without a word , She pressed her face into his chest, she felt the warmth of his body envelop her, like a safe haven. Her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him close as if she never wanted to let go. She buried her face deeper into his embrace, seeking solace in the comfort of his presence.