After half an hour, they finally arrived at the club. As soon as they stepped out of the car, Meghna began making her way toward the entrance, eager to join her friends.
“Wait,”
Agastya’s voice called out firmly, halting her steps. She turned, looking at him in confusion.
Without a word, he stepped closer, took her hand in his, and gave it a gentle but unyielding squeeze.
“We’re going in together,”
He said, his gaze was intense. The way he held her hand left no room for a question—she could feel his silent promise to stay close by her side tonight.
Agastya brushed his thumb over her engagement ring, his touch lingering on the band as if marking his presence there. Then, without a word, he started leading her inside, his grip firm yet protective. Meghna felt the subtle weight of his possessiveness in that simple gesture
Once they stepped inside, Meghna's eyes scanned the crowded club, searching for her friends amidst the vibrant lights and music. She leaned forward slightly, trying to spot familiar faces in the sea of people, eager to join them
“Meghnaaa!”
A loud, excited voice called from behind.
Meghna turned around and saw Hazel, her friend, grinning widely as she waved her over. Hazel’s energy was infectious, and Meghna couldn’t help but smile, feeling a rush of excitement at finally reuniting with her.
Hazel’s gaze shifted to Agastya, her eyes lighting up with open admiration as she took him in. There was a hint of curiosity mixed with awe, and she gave Meghna a playful smirk as if to say, so this is the mysterious fiancé.
“This is Hazel, my close friend,”
Meghna introduced, glancing at Agastya.
“And Hazel, this is Agastya… my…”
She hesitated for a moment, her voice faltering slightly before she finally said,
“Fiancé.”
The word hung in the air, and Hazel’s smirk widened as she took in the two of them,
Hazel extended her hand toward Agastya, her warm smile revealing both friendliness and a hint of curiosity.
“Nice to meet you,”
She said, her tone playful as her eyes briefly flicked back to Meghna, clearly entertained by the awaited introduction.
Agastya’s gaze lingered on her hand for a moment before he took it. His handshake was firm yet brief, his expression maintaining a controlled, slightly reserved smile.
Throughout the entire exchange, Agastya never once let go of Meghna’s hand. His grip remained steady.Even as Hazel spoke, Agastya's attention seemed to remain focused on Meghna, his hand holding hers firmly
“You both really look good together, like you’re perfect for each other,”
Hazel remarked, her tone light but tinged with admiration. She gave them both a knowing look, clearly impressed by the undeniable chemistry they shared.
Wanting to steer the conversation away from Hazel's comments, Meghna quickly interjected,
"Let’s go find where everyone is."
Her voice was light but firm, a clear attempt to shift the focus. She glanced around the bustling club, eager to immerse herself in the crowd and avoid any more questions that might delve too deeply into her relationship with Agastya.
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