Chapter Twenty Eight

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Heya Guys!!! I know that the picture breaking was a little harsh move but that's what I thought to express his anger 🙂

Anyways...Let's move on...

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Shubman jolted awake, recalling he needed to reach the meeting by 5. He quickly got up and refreshed himself. As he approached his wardrobe to select an outfit, his hand brushed against a particular shirt. Pulling it out, his eyes filled with tears—it was the shirt they used to share. Memories flooded back, but he knew things wouldn't change. Wiping his eyes, he placed the shirt back and chose a different one...

 Wiping his eyes, he placed the shirt back and chose a different one

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( The shirt full of memories).....

Shubman got ready and took his leave towards the hall....

As Shubman stepped into the hall, he immediately spotted Siraj. "Hey, Shub! How've you been?" Siraj greeted, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Shubman offered a faint smile in return. Sensing his friend's unease, Siraj gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Listen, we all know what you're facing, but try to stay positive. I know it's not easy, but we can't bear to see our beloved Kaka down like this, can we?" His words coaxed a soft chuckle from Shubman, lightening the mood just a bit...

Shubman walked into the boardroom with Siraj and spotted Virat, Rohit, Rahul, and Kuldeep already present. However, his gaze was fixed on one person-his Ishan-who was unfortunately still missing.

"Hey, Shub! Welcome!" Rahul called out cheerfully.

"Hi, Rahul," Shubman replied flatly, taking a seat next to Virat. The rest of the team, aware of the circumstances, chose to keep the conversation light, avoiding the subject altogether.

Hours later

The meeting concluded, and everyone left the boardroom. Shubman walked alongside Shreyas when he noticed Ishan exiting with Rahul. A whirlwind of emotions surged within him—anger, sadness, and a deep sense of longing. He missed Ishan's voice, his charm, and the love they once shared.

Approaching Ishan, Shubman placed a hand on his shoulder, but Ishan flinched away. "Rahul, tell this guy to stop interfering with me," Ishan snapped. Rahul stood frozen, unable to find words amidst the tension between them.

"Ishh, please just hear me out once... I can't endure your coldness any longer. I—I love you," Shubman pleaded again, attempting to reach for Ishan's shoulder once more.

" SHUBMAN, I SAID DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME! I HATE YOU! HATE YOU! YOU JUST USED ME AS YOUR SEX TOY!" Ishan shouted, his voice rising in anger. Just as he was about to unleash more hurtful words, a sharp slap struck his cheek.

"Ishan! Mind your language! Do you even realize what you're saying?" Rohit intervened sternly. "Rahul, take him away."

With that command, Rahul walked Ishan away from the scene.

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