5. Hangout.

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5. Hangout.




Siya stood in front of her wardrobe, rifling through her collection of outfits with a mixture of anticipation and nerves fluttering in her stomach. "Okay, Siya, you've got this," she muttered to herself, trying to quell the jumble of emotions swirling inside her.

After a few moments of contemplation, she finally settled on a sleek, form- fitting black kurta that hugged her curves in all the right places. "Perfect," she thought, a satisfied smile gracing her lips as she held the dress up to her reflection in the mirror.

But as she continued to gaze at her reflection, doubt crept into her mind. "Is this too much?" she wondered, her brow furrowing in uncertainty as she considered the implications of her choice.

After a moment of deliberation, she shook her head, banishing the doubts from her mind. "No, this is exactly what I want," she affirmed, her confidence returning in full force as she reminded herself that she deserved to feel beautiful and desired.

With her decision made, Siya quickly slipped into the kurta, the smooth fabric gliding over her skin like a second skin. "There," she thought, a satisfied smile spreading across her face as she admired her reflection in the mirror. "Now I'm ready for whatever the day brings."

Shubman entered Siya's room, his heart pounding with anticipation as he took in the sight of her standing in front of the mirror, her fingers deftly weaving through her hair. She looked breathtaking, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

As he watched her, a flurry of thoughts raced through his mind, each one more chaotic than the last. "Wow, she looks amazing," he thought, his breath catching in his throat as he tried to come to terms with the intensity of his feelings for her. "I never realized just how beautiful she is."

Siya glanced up at him through the mirror, a warm smile gracing her lips as she caught his eye. "Hey, Shubman," she greeted, her voice soft and inviting.

"Hey," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper as he struggled to form coherent sentences in her presence. "You look... you look stunning," he finally managed to say, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he realized how obvious he was being.

Siya laughed gently at his flustered response, a twinkle of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Thank you," she said, her smile widening as she turned to face him fully. "I'm glad you think so."

Shubman felt a surge of warmth spread through him at her words, his heart swelling with affection for her. "I can't help it," he confessed, his voice filled with sincerity as he met her gaze. "You're just... incredible."

Siya's smile softened at his heartfelt compliment, her eyes shining with warmth. "Thank you, Shubman," she said softly. "That means a lot to me."

As he looked into her eyes, Shubman felt a sense of peace wash over him, the chaotic whirlwind of his thoughts finally settling into a calm, steady rhythm.

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