❝When love is at its best,
One loves so much that
He cannot forget.❞
Years he spent loving her from afar. But she was out of his league, and for her, he was non-existent.
Now, when he is a successful Movie star, will his first love find a happy end...
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Sarfaraz disconnected the call and slammed the phone on the sofa next to him. Here dining with him were the actors and their assistants, chatting in the VIP lounge room.
"What happened, Sarfaraz, everything alright?" Kabir questioned casually. He chewed on the burger, swallowed, and then added, - "Aren't you hungry, you haven't touched your food."
"I am fine." Sarfaraz snapped.
"Woah! Relax, dude." Kabir raised his hands in defense.
Sarfaraz rolled his eyes at him. His phone rang, and instantly he picked up the call.
"Fareeha, where are you, man? Enough of this nonsense. Since Adil has come, you have become mad—"
"It's me. Dania"
Sarfaraz shut his mouth, and massaged his forehead closing his eyes, - "oh, I am sorry, can I talk to you later?"
"I called to inform you that Fareeha has fainted."
"What?" He straightened in his seat, startling the others as well, - "How? When?"
Dania replied, calmly, - "She is with me and—this person, we are in ward 101."
Sarfaraz excused himself and rushed from the lounge. A cold tremor shot down his back, waiting patiently in the crowded elevator. Ignoring the starry eyes, and excited murmurs amongst the other occupants. Just as the door opened, he pushed past people. In a hurry, he dashed into the wrong room. Excused himself, and stepped out.
Fareeha lay on the bed, with an IV drip attached to the back of her palm. With her brows knitted tight, her gaze oscillated from Dania and Adil, who were casually talking. Sarfaraz eyed her and then. Why does Adil always poke his nose in his business? And why his girls?
"What the hell, Fareeha." Sarfaraz rebuked his friend. Fareeha rolled her eyes, turning her head away from him. Already, she was boiling from inside. Her plan failed miserably. She couldn't keep Dania away from Adil and got her skin pricked with a needle. Now, she wasn't interested in listening to his lecture.
"Why do you always overwork yourself?" He held her hand, wincing at the needle stuck to her hand.
"Ha—"
"I am fine." Fareeha interrupted Adil before he accidentally revealed.
"Sarfaraz." Dania held his shoulder, - "Doctor said, she had a weakness. Half an hour of glucose drip, and she will be fine." She assured him.
Sarfaraz nodded.
Dania observed him, and before she could say something her phone rang. Glancing at it, she sighed.
