Chapter 10 💜🦋

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The entire day of confusion regarding Seetha's seemingly normal yet unsettling and Kamali's frightened behaviour was resolved when I witnessed her actions towards me and the absurd, foolish love proposal she made.

What is going on with her? Has she lost her mind or what?

How could she propose to me like this?

What is she thinking? She is my student, not just an ordinary person.

Even now, I regret supporting her when Elango advised me to keep my distance with her while I was preparing for the match. 

I stood by her side. 

And when Kamali came and told Elango that Seetha was feeling down when he inquired about her, I felt every fault was fucking mine.

I was thinking about her family responsibilities, studies and felt guilty for giving her hope in any way. But, now, I deeply regret it. I completely remorse over it.

The positive thoughts I had about her vanished when she turned to leave after confessing her impractical love for me.

My anger reached its peak.

I grabbed her slim wrist and yanked her close, glaring fiercely into her eyes as she met my gaze.

"Are you mad?"

I asked, gritting my teeth. In response, she just smiled.

What on earth is wrong with her?

I was barely managing to control my anger, but she seemed to be making it worse.

"What will you do if my answer is yes?"

She asked, her eyes piercing mine boldly, only heightening my anger and irritation.

I gripped her arm tighter now than I intended and whispered through clenched teeth,

"Seetha. I'm your professor."

She winced slightly, placed her palm over mine where I held her arm, and raised an eyebrow with that infuriating smile.

"So?"

She replied.

What does she mean with that, "So?" I'm trying to impart some sense into her, yet she keeps responding with that damn smile.

I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, and said calmly,

"You're not meant to love me."

Her brows furrowed, and she asked,

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