CHAPTER -4

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TONY POV

I couldn't sleep a wink that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw hers , those damn ocean-blue eyes haunting me. They wouldn't let me rest. I lay there in the dark, trying to push her out of my mind, only coming back stronger. It was driving me insane.

By morning, I was a mess.What the hell is wrong with me? I'm not some lovesick idiot, yet here I was, obsessing over a girl I didn't even know.

Then Rahul barged in, like he owned the place, carrying two cups of coffee. He plopped one down on the nearby couch and handed me the other. "Morning, sunshine," he said with a smirk.

I shot him a look, too tired to deal with his usual banter. But before I could say anything, he sat down, took a sip of his coffee, and started rattling off like it was no big deal."Alright, boss. Here's what I've got so far. Her name's Sia Mehra. She lives in a rented place in Bengaluru with her best friend, Mohana. Both are fashion design students, like you said"As Rahul left after finishing his coffee I was lost in the thoughts......of her

Sia Mehra, it's beautiful, but Sia Nyvell Fuck

I couldn't shake the feeling that everything was connected to her somehow. The blue cup seemed to taunt me, and every blue object seemed to remind me of her eyes. My obsession was growing.

For the next few days, I buried myself in work. Every deal, every negotiation, smashed it. Went back to Mumbai, closed two major business deals, and destroyed competition. People thought I was on fire, but truth was, I was just trying to distract myself from those damn ocean-blue eyes.

No matter how hard I worked, she was always there. Sia,her name, her smile, her eyes, they haunted me. Every time I saw something blue, it brought me right back to her. A pen, shirt, even the sky-it was driving me crazy.

I thought I could move on, but I couldn't. After closing that last deal in Mumbai, I finally broke. Took a flight to Bengaluru. Told myself it was for closure, but deep down, I knew it was more. I needed to see her again. To feel that connection, no matter the cost. I was ready to risk it all.

SIA POV

The airport was bustling around me, people moving in all directions, but my mind was stuck on Rakesh, who was going on business trip to US for Twenty days, and after he comes backs then... we'd get married. Shaadi, kitni badi cheez hai na? Lekin kyun... kyun lag raha hai jaise kuch theek nahi hai?

[ Wedding is such big thing in life but why does it feels something is going wrong]

Rakesh had been colder than usual, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. He hugged me, but it was distant, like he was going through the motions. Pehle jaise kyun nahi lag raha tha? I wondered, fighting back the knot in my stomach.

[He is not being his oldself, he changed]

"Finally," he had said when I met him at the entrance, his arms pulling me into a quick, almost forced hug. "I thought you were going to leave me standing here forever."

"to much Drama ? I wasn't even that late," I had laughed, but his expression barely changed.

"I'll miss you, Sia," he said, but it felt hollow. His voice was missing that warmth, that connection. And when he kissed my forehead before walking into the terminal, it felt like something had shifted, like we were miles apart, even standing so close.

As I watched him go, a strange emptiness settled in my chest. Yeh sab kuch itna ajeeb kyun lag raha hai? Shaadi ki khushi honi chahiye na... lekin... yeh kya hai?

[ Why does all of this feels so weird?? I should be happy but why I am not?? ]

I tried shaking it off as I walked back through the parking lot. Maybe it's just nerves. Sab theek hoga. But deep down, I couldn't help the feeling that something was missing.

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