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The evening had settled in, and everyone was gathered around the campfire while I was busy making chai for everyone.
Ivey was there too, sitting a little off to the side, a bit apart from the group.
He looked engrossed in the conversation, but somehow, his eyes kept drifting toward me.
I couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, but every time our eyes met, my heart did a little flip.
I began serving everyone. Just as I was about to grab the last two cups, one for me and one for Ivey,from the table, Shrija sneaked up behind me with a mischievous grin. "Toh? Kab good news sunane wali ho?" she teased.
I looked at her, confused. "Konsi good news?"
She rolled her eyes, exaggerating a sigh. "Arey, buddhu! Kab 'Miss Bhardwaj' se 'Mrs. Rodriguez' banne wali ho?" Her words left me speechless.
"Pagal ho gayi hai kya tu?" I replied, still trying to process what she'd just said.
Shrija laughed, nudging my shoulder. "Pagal toh aap hogyi ho apke Ivey ke pyar mein , ma'am. Woh toh sabko dikh raha hai!"
" Kya bol rahi hai tu? Mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha," I said, pretending to act clueless, though my cheeks had already started warming up.
Shrija raised her eyebrows and cleared her throat dramatically. "Haan, haan! Humein toh sab samajh mein aarha hai . Par tum dono ko kya ho gaya? Itna time kyun laga rahe ho? Aur kab officially declare kar rahi ho?"
I rolled my eyes, trying to sound annoyed. "Seriously?"
Shrija grinned, clearly loving every second of this. "Tune dekha nahi, the way he called you 'my girl.' Samjhi? Aur Dev l wale incident ke time bhi hum log tum dono pe doubt kar rahe the, par kal aur aaj ke sare scenes dekh ke sab clear ho gaya."
"Kya clear ho gaya?" I asked, feigning ignorance, but I could feel my face heating up.
Shrija smirked. "Yeh ki woh bhi tere liye pagal hai!" My face instantly turned red as her words hit me.
"Bas kar, Shrija! Kuch nahi hone wala," I muttered, trying to shake off the blush.
Shrija chuckled, shaking her head. "Theek hai, theek hai, zyada blush mat kar! Jab se woh aye hain , poore hospital ka toh pata nahi, par tera blush meter high chal raha hai! Kuch toh chal raha hai, bas tum maan nahi rahe."
"Achha? Aur kuch bolna hai?" I asked, trying to change the subject, though I knew I was just giving her more ammunition.
Shrija laughed. "Abhi toh bas yahi keh rahi hoon ke hum intezaar kar rahe hain tumhare bachon ki good news ka. You know they're gonna be super cute!" she added, pulling my cheeks playfully.
