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There she is—Aisha. With that smile. The same angelic, heart-flipping smile that has no business messing with my head right now. But it does. It always does.
The tension in the room dissolves the second she walks in. Everyone jumps up, their expressions softening, faces breaking into smiles as if seeing her is the antidote to the poison we've all been drinking. She's been missing for days, and the sight of her is a relief for all of them. A balm for their worry.
But for me?
I'm ready to explode. All I can think about is walking over there, grabbing her by the waist, and kissing her senseless until she forgets whatever the hell she's been doing for the last few days. Until she remembers me.
But I don't. Because I'm Rivaan Malhotra. I'm supposed to be cool, controlled. Collected.
So I sit back, fists clenched so tightly I'm pretty sure I'm cutting off circulation to my fingers. My jaw aches from how hard I'm grinding my teeth.
And then—because the universe apparently has a sick sense of humor—someone else walks in.
He's tall, with a mask over his face like he's stepped out of some cheap action movie. My eyes zero in on him instantly. He's got his arm draped casually over Aisha's shoulders like he owns her.
Like he fucking owns her.
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General Fiction" 𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑." ───※ ·❆· ※─── Aisha , her name alone melts the coldest hearts, and her bright smile brightens their days. The cheery, bright, and sometimes...
