Shivansh Raghuvanshi x Isha Maheshwari
"I don't believe in this shit, do not accept anything from me, i don't have time to waste no this shit called love, you have time u can say no. "
"YOU ARE MINE GET THIS IN YOUR BRAIN
YOU ARE FUVKING MINE JAAN...
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Isha's POV
I stormed into my room, shutting the door with more force than necessary. My frustration bubbled over, and i paced the room like a caged animal. “Why does everything have to happen at once?” i muttered to myself, my hands tangling in my hair.
Prisha and Ishika trailed behind, silent, exchanging hesitant glances. I knew they wanted to say something, to calm me down, but I wasn’t ready to hear it. Not yet.
The banter with Ishika had started out lighthearted, but it had left me on edge. Then came the simmerin argument with HIM—his cold, arrogant, sarcastic remarks had struck a nerve. I’d given it back to him, of course, but that only made things worse. He was infuriatingly arrogant, and now, to top it all off, he was downstairs, in my house.
" What the hell was that?!” I shouted, spinning on my heel to face them. “How dare he!” My voice cracked as my emotions bubbled over, a chaotic mix of anger, frustration, and embarrassment.
I ripped my formal coat off my shoulders and flung it onto the bed. The room was suffocating, too small to contain the storm brewing inside me.
Prisha sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap, watching me with a mix of concern and caution. Ishika leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed, lips pressed into a thin line.
“Isha,” Prisha began softly, her voice a fragile thread. “Maybe you should just lis—”
“Don’t tell me to calm down!” I snapped, cutting her off. My voice was louder than I intended, and I immediately regretted it. But I couldn’t stop myself.
I sat on the edge of my bed, my mind racing. How had this day spiraled so wildly out of control? Just as i started to replay my argument with HIM.
I really want to wile that smirk from his face and i know one day i will.
" What’s wrong with you?Until today, you never got this angry with me after a fight." Ishika asked, plopping onto the bed beside prisha and scrolling on her phone.
“What do you mean, what’s wrong? Everything! And mostly because of you!” I snapped. “Why are you on your phone? Can’t you see I’m losing my mind?”
