𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝕄𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟

Arushi crossed the distance and spoke. "Wow! You're here again? Are you going to be the wedding planner again?" I looked at the girl who hadn't changed much since the last time we met.

Her hair was still captured in a ponytail, but her dressing sense had improved significantly. This time, she was giving a more professional vibe, draped in a black cream shirt, white pants, and a peach-colored jacket.

I started, "No, I'm here because..." but she stopped me mid-sentence. "Oh, you know Rounak and Aman are here too! Let me call them, and then we'll discuss the rest of the things." She spoke rapidly and called them through the Bluetooth in her ears.

"Let's go sit there and talk," I suggested, pointing towards one of the chairs. I wasn't in the mood to stand for a long time.

Arushi's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she asked, "Why did you leave so hastily the last time?" We had just settled into the chair, and I could sense her eagerness to uncover the reason behind my sudden departure.

"Oh, how forgetful I am!" she exclaimed. "You had to leave for some work, but you know, after going back, I tried to contact you, but I didn't find your details." Her words spilled out in a cheerful, chirping tone.

I responded with a nonchalant shrug. "Hmm, I was kinda busy!" Those were the only words that escaped my lips.

Arushi's excitement was palpable as she asked, "Did you know the bride this time?" I kept quiet, knowing she would find out soon enough.

"Did you arrive today?" she inquired. "Yeah, that makes sense. I heard she's really mysterious, and our boss too. I've heard she comes from a really wealthy family in Italy. I just hope she won't be as demanding as the last time and won't give us a hard time."

As Arushi continued to ramble on, asking questions and providing answers all by herself.

Just then, a chorus of voices interrupted our conversation. "Hey, Anisha, how are you?" I raised my eyebrows, meeting the gaze of two pairs of eyes staring at me.

"Hey! Aman, hey! Rounak! I'm good, how are you guys?" I asked them politely. "We're good too!" Aman replied. "So, are you going to plan this wedding too? But you know, last time was really grand, but after watching this, I know what real power is!" Rounak started talking, and I questioned, "Why do you think so?"

"Oh, man! You know, last time the wedding was prepared almost six months in advance. Everything was planned and organized so we wouldn't face any problems with designers or artists, and still, we had some issues. The Malhotras are rich, powerful, and influential, but the Yorks are different. You know, last time we had called just a few days late, and the designer refused to design the dress. But this time, we called at the last moment, and still, we got it. Every single thing is handled by Mr. York himself, for sure he loves his sister too much." Rounak described it, and yes, he was right. Jarek really loves me; he is my brother. A smile played on my lips.