𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2
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Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core.
But when tragedy strikes, h...
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"Don't worry Aman bhai you can get back at Vihaan by giving Khushi a bestie to play with. What do you say Nitu?"
Shivi wiggles her brows at me as I blush under everyone's sudden attention towards us. Ma looks at us expectantly and the whole room has turned silent.
God? Please can you open a hole in the ground right now? I would like it to swallow me whole.
Noticing my unease, Aman swoops in to rescue me. "Ah, there she is," he says with a chuckle, pulling me closer. "Vihaan, you better lock her up at home or she'll be out here starting a baby campaign, telling everyone how cute and fun it is to have kids." Laughter ripples through the group as Shivi shoots a playful pout at my husband.
"If that's what she wants," Jiju says, his eyes locking onto hers with that deep, intense look.
Shivi's pout turns into a mischievous smile, as if they've just shared some secret understanding.
I don't want to figure out what that look means or be involved in whatever inside jokes they are having.
Because obviously that would be gross.
"Alright everyone! How about we have lunch now? You all must be hungry." Without hearing our response Ma walks towards the kitchen Riya following her.
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