A marriage of resentment, despair and vengeance leads Misha's life into a complete dark reality where any soul could get shivered for years. She was unaware of what is coming when Ishaan promised to make her life 'a living hell' for the decisions sh...
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The day broke with a golden sunrise, spilling warm rays across the sky, painting a new beginning of spring. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and fresh earth in it, awakening everything it touched and passed by.
The birds were chirping joyfully, their melodies filling the morning with life. A soft breeze was flowing like dancing through the budding trees, setting their young leaves to rustle as if they were whispering secrets.
It was an atmosphere that would make anyone feel special, and so was no different with Misha.
The girl moved speedily, passing through some buildings and small artifacts before crossing an entrance of a restaurant, beautifully arched with pink, soft bougainvillea on the gates.
Moving further, her gaze was drawn by the extensive interior of the restaurant. It was an open garden themed, perfect for the current weather and purpose she was there for. A purpose no one imagined.
After since Misha has taken her father's testament to Mr Mukesh Malhotra, he has been insisting her to get married to his youngest child despite her retort. Eventually, after a series of events, she agreed to go on a blind date with his son named Ishaan.
He has always seemed a person who was almost invisible to the world, regardless of being the son of the owner of such a big company in competition. Misha barely knows or has heard anything about him, except that he's his son and dearest brother of their CEO, Shubh Malhotra. Perhaps the reason why she was here in the first place, to get to know each other.
She has come a bit early today, a little unprepared but with intention. Her plan was to reach here before time, so that she could look through the menu and decide which dish she would order, in order to practice pronouncing it loudly without making a fool out of herself; because she knew she would.
Misha was nervous, no doubt. Though she didn't wish this date to be a hit, she didn't hope it to be a failure either. It's her first time on a blind date anyway, she wasn't much familiar with the does and don'ts. Besides, it's Mr Mukesh who has set this meeting so she can't afford making any mistakes from her side.
She looked around in the space, the roof of the restaurant was made up of wooden canopies and blooming flowers, providing shade in the area underneath. A fresh scent of sweet flowers and earthly aroma of newly watered soil greeted her senses, welcoming her with a promising day. Some strings of lights were woven through the branches along with the canopy over her head. Their twinkling barely visible in the daylight but hinting at how magical the place must look after sunset.
In one corner, a vintage bicycle painted in a soft white stood as the garden's centerpiece. Its basket overflowed with vibrant flowers, a cascade of colors that made it an irresistible sight to anyone passing by.
Whoever has chosen this place for their meetup, has undoubtedly an excellent choice.
Misha's sandals softly crunch on the gravel path as she walked while scanning the area for a seat. A few other patrons were already there, chatting quietly as her eyes landed on a cozy table situated on the side. It was neither in the last nor in the middle, just a perfect spot from where she could see most of the restaurant, including the bicycle from an angle.
