𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒕

15. Who Send It

Hello Amorties

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Nis entered his hotel room, the soft click of the door closing behind him. He dropped his keys on the bedside table and collapsed onto the plush bed, letting out a deep sigh.

Across the hallway, Kiyaan opened the door to his own room. He stepped inside, his eyes scanning the space.

Kiyaan: (to himself) Nis.

He walked over to the window, gazing out at Udaipur's majestic landscape.

Nis, still on his bed, rubbed his temples.

Nis: (to himself) Shi... what's going on?

Kiyaan's thoughts drifted to Vaani, a gentle smile on his lips.

Kiyaan: (whispering) Vaanu.

In their separate rooms, both men lost themselves in thought.

The sound of Kiyaan's phone breaking the silence.

Kiyaan: (answering) Yeah?

Nis's phone remained silent, but his mind raced.

Kiyaan listened intently on the phone, his expression turning serious.

Understood, he said, before ending the call.

Nis, still lost in thought, didn't notice his own phone buzzing on the bedside table.

The message from Shi flashed on the screen:

Message:

"Meet me at 9 pm"

Kiyaan's gaze lingered on the city view, his thoughts returning to Vaani.

Nis, he muttered to himself, deciding to check on his friend.

He walked out of his room nd knocked on Nis's door.

Nis opened it, looking distracted.

Kiyaan: Hey is Everything alright?

Nis hesitated before stepping aside, letting Kiyaan in.

Nis: yess everything is alright. Why are you looking so serious??

Kiyaan's serious tone spoke:

Kiyaan: Nis, Vikram called us.

Nis's eyes widened, guiltily. Um, sorry. I didn't see my phone; it was on the side table. He fumbled, his mind still on Shi.

Kiyaan's piercing gaze bore into Nis.

Kiyaan: What's going on? You're distracted nd that's not like you.

Nis sighed, his shoulders sagging.

Nis: Ah, nothing much. Just Shi... behaving weird.

His voice trailed off, concern etched on his face.

Kiyaan's expression transformed into a sly smirk.

Kiyaan: Ohho! I've never seen Nischal Rana lost over a girl. (He chuckled, teasing.)

Nis's cheeks flushed, embarrassment mixing with frustration.

Nis: Kiyaan!

Kiyaan's grin faded, replaced by reassurance.

Kiyaan: Don't worry, I'll talk to her. We'll figure this out.

Nis nodded, relief washing over him.

Nis: Hmm, thik hai. Let me grab my phone. (Hmm, alright then, let me grab my phone).