Chapter 18

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Two days to wedding

Ma and di are going to be here today. Can't say I'm exited. I almost dread today. I didn't tell Siddharth about my phone call with Purabh. But I did tell him about ma and di being suspicious. He had asked me not to worry too much about it.

The last two days have been okay between us. There is still the tension from our fight but Aaryan and Shaym have been having dinner with us the past two days so it isn't as awkward as I thought it would be. 

Siddharth and I haven't particularly had a normal conversation but I could see myself get used to this. Yesterday I had asked him if I could work online on my projects to which he said no. He didn't want me to work with Purabh.

 But he did say he would give me a job in his company's design team as they are expanding and a new team is being formed for a theme park. He said I could work on that project.

I am currently getting ready. Ma would be here by 1 in the noon.

I am wearing a blue kurti gifted by ma

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I am wearing a blue kurti gifted by ma. I hope today goes as planned. Siddharth is working from home today so that he can be there when ma arrives. He also called his parents to a restaurant.

When I asked him about not inviting them here he just said that they aren't allowed here. Both Shaym and Aaryan had gotten silent then.

There is a knock on my door and I see Siddharth lean on the doorframe through my mirror.

Another problem I've been facing? Yeah, its hard to face him and not think about his hands on my waist or the kiss he planted on my forehead. Just thinking about makes me turn red. Which is why I have been avoiding him and talking to him only if absolutely necessary. 

"Yes?" I ask him

"You weren't on the table for breakfast so I thought I'd check on you." he says

My stomach flutters.

"I had to talk to you about your job." he continues

Okay nevermind.

"I'll be down in a minute." I say applying my kajal

I stand up to face him.

He crosses the room and stands in front of me in three strides. 

Damn him and his long legs.

I look up at him questioningly and trying my best to appear as normal as possible even though my heart is beating so loud I can hear it in my ears. I also feel my cheek heating rapidly.

He raises his hand and touches my cheek.

I instantly close my eyes. Every time he touches me he is so gentle that the fear doesn't even have the time to register (minus the time when he is mad at me). My breath hitches as his thumb traces my lower lip.

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