Chapter 47

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Am I back? Yes 👁️👄👁️
Will I stay? Nope 🤡
Am I working on this book? Yes💅🏻
Will I finish it? Soon enough 🙈
Am I facing writers block? Yes😞
Will you bear with me? Definitely 😤

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I clutched my phone and rushed to the terrace, dialing his number on the way. 

"Hello."

"Ji. So, what did you want to talk about?" 

"Umm... Nothing." 

"Oh, so it was just a casual call?" His voice shifted, as if surprised. 

"No. I actually had something to say," I pursued my lips, "but now.. it's sorted out... sooo nevermind." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Still. There must've been something." He tried to press on the matter. "Tell me bout it."

I cleared my throat, "Arey, just some random thoughts running in my head. I just wanted to rant."

"You wanted to what?" he asked, clearly confused. 

"Rant. I mean... you know when things start bottling up?" I tried to explain.

"Treatment."

"What?"

"You need treatment." He chuckles.

"Nooooo." I laugh with him.

"Then? C'mon, tell me what was on your mind." 

"Arey, nothing important." My voice lowered as I graze my fingers over the cemented terrace wall.

"Mhmm just tell me already." His voice softens.

I was on the edge of spitting out the bothering thoughts due to his soft voice but something inside me stopped me and I pushed him away again, "It was nonsense. Just overthinking."

There were two types of thoughts roaming in my mind.
A: It was my overthinking so ofcourse it would be our waste of time. Plus its sorted out now.
B: I want to share it with him but what if he is not genuinely interested in knowing and just asking so I don't feel bad?

Oh God.
I'm judging him so much.
And my feelings too!

"Oh, what were you overthinking? Let me guess—daydreaming about our next steamy session, right?" His voice turned into teasing tone. 

"Nooo..." I laughed, "Not about you."  Okay maybe I will tell him if he will ask once more.

"I seeee. Hmm anyways." 

"Haan..." My voice dipped, feeling disappointed he didn't ask again.
I would've told him this time.
But he asked six times already, stupid.
But seventh time wouldn't have hurt.
Still Hayat!!! 

Wow I'm arguing with myself internally.

"What's up?" his voice brought me back to earth.

"Nothing. Just came to the terrace." I mumbled while walking with slow steps. 

"Hmmm. I was with someone for work when I got your message. Just left from there, heading home now."

"Oh."

"Thought I'd talk to you while walking home." My heart melted a bit as he elaborated. 

"Hmm. So, you're on your way?"

"Hmm."

"Okay." I should have told him.

"Say something."

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