Chapter 4: Faith

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He enters the cafeteria just behind Nyra and spots her at a nearby table, still bouncing with excitement.

He grins and walks over to her, pulling out a chair to sit down next to her.

"What?" Asks Nyra.

Vir raises an eyebrow in amusement as she looks at him curiously.
"What... what?" he echoes to her, still half-grinning. "I'm just sitting down next to you. Isn't that what friends do?"

"Yeah, but we need to celebrate first... Anyways it is your choice." Nyra smiles while picking up a menu.

"Okay, okay, we'll celebrate," he says, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "What do you want to eat first, and how do you want to celebrate?"

" WHITE SAUCE PASTA!" Nyra speaks up without thinking about anything else.

Vir raises an eyebrow at her enthusiastic request for white sauce pasta, amused by her  one-track mind when it comes to food.
"White sauce pasta, huh?" he says, chuckling lightly. "Alright, white sauce pasta it is!"

Nyra nods enthusiastically, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes.
"Food is life," she says, half-joking and half-serious. "And white sauce pasta is like heaven in a plate!"

'Just like you are heaven to my hell' Vir mumbles it to himself.

'huh? wwhat do you say ? I didnt hear it?' Nyra looks at Vir with desperation to hear.

"Uh... nothing," he says, his voice slightly flustered. "Just something stupid I mumble to myself sometimes."

"PASTA! HERE IT IS" Nyra's smile widen up when she saw the waiter bringing pasta.
Vir watches as the waiter places a steaming hot plate of white sauce pasta in front of her. Nyra's  smile widens and her eyes light up, and he can't help but find it absolutely adorable.

He chuckles and takes a sip of his water, watching as her immediately dig into the pasta with gusto.

"DON'T LOOK AT ME. I KNOW I AM CLUMSY" she hides her face while eating.

Vir watches as she hide her face, fighting back a smile.

"You're not clumsy," he says, his voice a mixture of affection and lighthearted teasing. "You're just enthusiastic about pasta, is all. And it's cute."

"here. have this bite." Nyra scoops the pasta onto the spoon, bringing it near to  Vir's mouth feeding him.

Vir's eyes widen in surprise when Nyra offers him a bite of her pasta. He glances around, making sure nobody is watching, before opening his mouth and letting you feed him.

He chews the pasta, his eyes closing in appreciation.

"Mmm, that's actually really good," he says, his voice slightly muffled. "You were right, it's just like heaven on a plate."

"I know. Now eat your fries. I am not sharing anything with you now!" Nyra scoops up all the left Pasta herself without talking to Vir.

He picks up a fry and nibbles on it, his mind wandering as he discreetly gazes at Nyra.

"She's so... adorable when she's so determined," he whispers to himself, the words escaping before he can stop them.

"DONE!" Nyra says while sipping water. 
"Now let me leave. I have a meeting." Nyra hugs Vir for just a fraction of second and runs for her meeting.
"THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD, Mr. Chauhan!!"

Vir stays seated on the table for a moment, his mind still lingering on the feeling of HER body against his for that brief moment. He can't help but feel a pang of longing for more, but he quickly shakes himself out of it.

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