Veda Rajveer (you are only mine)

7. Part of her small world

Myra stepped out of the building, her eyes immediately landing on Rajveer, who was leaning against his car. She knew Veda must have slipped away in panic. Taking a deep breath, she pulled out a small notepad and pen from her bag, quickly scribbling down a message.

Without a second thought, she made her way to Rajveer, her heart beating slightly faster than usual. Rajveer's eyes shifted towards her as she approached.

Myra didn't say much, just handed over the folded paper, her fingers trembling slightly. "She was so scared..." Myra's voice was soft, and she left.

Rajveer unfolded the note, and a smirk spread across his face as he saw Veda's number neatly written on it. He folded the paper back with a soft chuckle just as Raghav and Yuvraj approached the car.

Raghav, still curious, leaned in. "Bro, the girl who was here-do you know her?"

Rajveer, barely glancing at Raghav, simply said, "You guys are so late," ignoring the question entirely as he tucked the note into his pocket. Raghav blinked, confused, while Yuvraj hopped into the back seat of the car, still grinning from ear to ear.

"I'm sorry, bhaiya," Yuvraj said, "but Raghav was having some kind of 'kuch kuch hota hai' moment, so we got late."

Rajveer let out a laugh, amused at the situation, but kept his eyes ahead, still thinking about Veda. Raghav, however, kept a straight face, unamused by the teasing. "Ha ha ha, so funny," he muttered sarcastically, sliding into the car, while Yuvraj continued to laugh beside him.

As they drove off, Rajveer's smirk stayed, his mind now occupied with the possibilities of reaching out to Veda.

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Veda rushed into her room, locking the door behind her. She leaned against it, her heart still racing. "He Bhagwan... aaj bacha liya," she whispered, her breath shaky. Then, correcting herself, she muttered, "Nahi... Myra ne bachaya aaj."

Her worry quickly turned to her friend. She pulled out her phone and tried calling Myra, but there was no answer. Concern gnawed at her-after all, Myra had left with Rohan. Unable to sit still, she dialed Myra's mother.

"Myra ghar pahunch gayi?" Veda asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"Ha beta, she's fine. Jaise ghar aayi, so gayi," Myra's mom replied warmly.

Relief washed over Veda, and she let out a long sigh. "Thank you, aunty."

Ending the call, she collapsed onto her bed, her mind still racing with the events of the day. But the exhaustion was too much, and before she knew it, she had drifted into a deep sleep.

Veda woke up to the sound of a message notification, groggily reaching for her phone. As she saw the time, her eyes widened-it was almost dinner time. Ignoring the message for now, she quickly freshened up and headed downstairs for dinner.

After finishing dinner and cleaning up the kitchen, she finally returned to her room and grabbed her phone. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw 25 unread messages from an unknown number. Curiosity and a bit of fear welled up inside her as she unlocked the phone and started reading the messages.

Veda's heart raced faster as she saw the message.

"So, when did Rohan start bothering you again?"

The messages were all about Rohan then she realised last message

"You're not answering... should I come to your house?"