Ayan sat at his desk, staring blankly at his computer screen.Rhea entered, closing the door behind her.
"Ayan, can I talk to you for a minute?" Rhea asked, her voice dripping with sweetness.
Ayan nodded, his mind preoccupied.
"What's up, Rhea?"
Rhea sauntered over, leaning against his desk.
"I've noticed Ashta's sudden interest in work. Don't you think it's suspicious?"
Ayan's brow furrowed."Suspicious? Why would it be?"
Rhea's smile was calculating."I think Ashta's trying to make you jealous. She's still in love with you."
Ayan's expression turned skeptical. "Rhea, that's not possible. Ashta's moved on."
Rhea's laughter was mocking."Oh, Ayan, you're so blind. Ashta's playing games. She wants you back."
Ayan's unease grew.
Was Rhea right?
Was Ashta manipulating him?
But deep down, Ayan knew Ashta wasn't capable of such deceit.
Rhea's words were poisoning his mind.
"Ayan, don't fall for her tricks," Rhea whispered, her voice husky.
Ayan's gaze met Rhea's."Rhea, stop. This isn't helping."
Rhea's eyes flashed."Fine. But mark my words, Ayan. Ashta will try to sabotage us."
Ayan's frustration mounted."Rhea, that's enough."
Rhea stormed out, leaving Ayan reeling.
His thoughts swirled.
Why was Rhea so convinced?
Why did he doubt Ashta?
Ayan's heart warred with his logic.
Rhea's manipulation had ignited a fire.A fire that would soon consume them all.
Meanwhile, Ashta worked tirelessly in her office, oblivious to the whispers.
Her focus was unwavering.Her determination, unshakeable but Ayan's turmoil intensified.
Why was he tormented by Ashta's absence?Why did he yearn for her presence?
While Ashta sat at her desk, immersed in work, when suddenly, Rhea burst into her office like a storm. The door slammed shut behind her, making Ashta jump.
"How can I help you, Rhea?" Ashta asked, trying to hide her annoyance.
Rhea's eyes blazed with accusation. "Don't act innocent, Ashta. I know you're playing games," Rhea spat,her voice venomous.
Ashta's brow furrowed, confusion etched on her face.
"What are you talking about, Rhea?"
Rhea's words tumbled out like a torrent."You're the one who sends me those anonymous messages, threats, and creepy gifts. You want to snatch Ayan from me."
Ashta's frustration boiled over, her face burning."Rhea, stop. That's not true," Ashta protested, her voice hesitance.
Rhea sneered, her lips curling."Don't lie. I know it's you. You're still in love with Ayan, and you can't bear the thought of him with me."
Ashta's patience snapped, her emotions raw."Fine. Once, I did want Ayan. But now, I don't. I've moved on. I've let go," Ashta admitted, her voice cracking.
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Proză scurtă[Need editing] *Ashta* Entrepreneur | Complex Soul Ashta, a striking and enigmatic figure in her late 20s, is a self-made businesswoman with a razor-sharp mind and a penchant for control. Her raven-black hair and piercing eyes command attention, but...