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CHAHAT MEHRA is a 25-year-old woman living in the fast-paced city of Delhi. She seems strong and independent, building a...
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Chahat's POV:
"Ohhh noo!!! What the fuckkk!!!" I stepped back before entering the venue. So many people in one hall and I don't know anyone. No, actually I know some of them but where are they? Chahat! Who on earth suggested you to come here alone?
I was feeling hell nervous as my eyes moved here and there, I saw everything was decorated so beautifully, the fragrance of the flowers used in decoration was so attractive, the lighting made the view even more bright and perfect, there were too many guests already and also there were some people from the family standing at the door to welcome other guests. I was still not inside the hall as I was standing at a little distance but I could see almost everything from there and some people could see me too standing there like an idiot.
"Ohhh godd!! I can't stand here for the whole night, what to do now? I am feeling too awkward to enter, I ...I just can't...no, no, no, no...I think..I need to go back ." I thought in my mind as I closed my eyes squeeze shut, my hold was tightening on my lehenga which I was holding up by both my hands.
"Don't worry Chahat! I am here! ." I heard a voice while, I felt someone held my hand. As I opened my eyes and tilted my head, exactly the right person was standing in my right with a comforting smile on his face. He was wearing a proper black suit, his brown eyes were looking at me as if he is also adoring me. His sharp features were looking even more attractive today. And as always he left two buttons of his shirt open. My lips formed into a smile, before I held his hand back.
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(Aakarsh's look)
"Arsh!" I called his name. "Hanji! (Yes!)" He answered.
"You here?" I asked. "Yes, I have been here for the past half an hour. Where were you? Why did you deny to pick you up?" He asked.
