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☾︎ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 ☽︎

         

                14th November, 2023.

Hey there, well, I don't think you'll know me, so let me introduce myself; I'm Yahana Ahuja, daughter of Anvay and Sharda Ahuja, yup, Delhi's biggest businessman and woman's daughter.

I just got to know that our airline SB781 just crashed badly and dad paid 24 lakhs to those who were injured, and according to the news, a family of three sadly died as well, and dad gave their son some, I don't know, 4 or 5 crores with a job in the AHUJA TECHNOLOGY?

But if for a second I put down the title of the Ahuja, I think it's not fair to just give them money, bro, that person just lost their whole family and instead of trying to save their family or apologizing, all you did was compensate them with money and give them a what, one lakh salary? How pathetic.

I swear, I would've done a case on them if I were that guy, but I can't say much because, after all, they are still my parents who love me with each and every part of their heart, and I, too, love them a lot.

ONE YEAR LATER-

11th July, 2024.

Wow, wow, wow, I wanna scream my lungs out right now! It's my birthday today! IT'S YAHANA AHUJA'S BIRTHDAY.

Well, right now, I'm in a Louis Vuitton store with my best friend, Hridya Roy. She is the daughter of a famous politician, Vikram Roy, and our parents are best friends as well.

"Bitch! This is fucking good, try this thing," she says in an overly excited voice and hands me a pretty black sequence bodycon dress with a slit, "wow, fuck, this is hella good; I'll go and fucking try this!." I grinned and went into the trail room.

After a minute, I got out and started posing, "How am I looking, bro??!!!" I asked in excitement while she screamed and twirled me around, taking a complete look at me in that dress. "Ek dum swarg se utri hui kokil kanthil apsara lag rahi ha meri jaan!!!" She hyped me up, and I blushed hard.

"Bro, see this," I pointed at a long lavender slit dress with deep cleavage "Go and try this; it'll suit you very Fucking much!"  I handed her the dress with my biggest grin. "Agar acchi nahi lagi na main, toh tu dekh." She glared at me and went in while I just showed her a thumbs-up.

It had been fucking 5 minutes, and this bitch was still inside, trying to fit in the goddamn dress; I rolled my eyes and walked out of the store for some air; I stood in a silent corner observing normal vehicles and people who were on the road.

I was randomly gawking at people when my eyes fell on that one person, a guy, to be particular; I saw him even when I came here with Hridya; this man has no fucking expression on his face. Is he even a human? And of course, he's still smoking.

I looked away immediately; I hate cigarettes so much that I'd have a panic attack by even inhaling its smell; why? Because I was in grade 5th and got kidnapped by some cigarette addict, I was too small to be in the smell and smoke of nicotine for 3 bloody days, and I usually ended up coughing very badly or more—passing out.

"Ma'am, hridya ma'am is calling you inside." My chain of thoughts was broken by the voice of my bodyguard, and I nodded, following him in.

"There you are, motherfucker!"  Hridya growled at me, and I gave her a sheepish smile, but then my gaze fell on her in that damn dress. "Oh my fucking god. Bitch! Are you trying to make my brother fall in love with you!?"

She rolled her eyes "If wearing this dress can make your brother love me, then I'll wear it every fucking day" With that, I carried on my day with her.

Later I plopped down on my bed and the comforting mattress of mine; agh, so peaceful, my Birthday party— it was fucking amazing! I had my every friend here, and Mom and Dad's friends and business partners were here, including the staff of our technology company. And guess what? I saw him, the cigarette guy, again in the garden, and again, he was smoking so I just ran far away from him.

I was in my night dress, more like a black shirt and a pink oversized shirt. I quickly sneaked into my cozy, fluffy blanket and closed my eyes, sleep consuming me. Him! My eyes flew open; why the hell did I get the reflection of that cigarette guy? I shook my head and went back to sleep. I've had too much alcohol, yes, yes, that's why.

★★★

THE END.