Book #1 of Blinded series
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Sign the papers! She said
I'm not into child marriage Miss Mishra! Shaadi karke mujhe jail bhejne ka irada hai? He said
Can't you be serious with me at least for once Avyan!!
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Avyan Chauhan- 28 ye...
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Our trip to Akshardham was beautiful. The place itself was magnificent. The calm and the warmth that enveloped us, was something else.
After that, we hopped into the bus and made our way towards Aarohi's college. We heard from Krish bhai that there's some fest going on too.
And the saddest part....we won't be able to spend our time with them after today! As they are leaving for a college trip tonight.
Moreover, throughout our way, I could see Avyan clenching and unclenching his jaw. The audacity of this man.....he ignored me like I didn't even exist! Adding to it....I also found him passing death glares to Vihaan.
Poor boy!
What the fuck is actually wrong with him.
Din bhar sada hua chehra lekar ghumte rehte hai!
I even tried talking to him, but that guy has to get on my nerves!
Ab toh mujhe bhi nahi karni baat...huh!!
"What is wrong with you?" Kritika exclaimed glaring at me.
"What" I asked in flat tone and I could see the anger bubbling in her.
"If you sigh one more time....then I swear to god I'll throw you out of this bus!" Her eyes growing wider with anger making me feel sacred.
I pouted, turning my face away from her!
Her eyes are dangerous for me.
Soon we reached the college and entered the gate.
The college campus was nothing short of breathtaking. The main building, an architectural marvel, stood tall with its intricately carved stone facades and lush greenery framing its pathways. Towering trees with vibrant blooms lined the cobblestone paths, casting dappled sunlight onto students bustling around with books and laughter. The soft chirping of birds blended seamlessly with the faint hum of conversations, creating an atmosphere that felt alive yet serene. A fountain stood in the center of the courtyard, its crystal-clear water glistening under the sun, while the distant chime of a clock tower punctuated the calmness.
Suddenly, a voice broke through the tranquility. "Aarav bhaiya! Kritika!"
We all turned toward the sound, and there she was-Aarohi. Her wide grin lit up her face as she sprinted toward them. Her hair danced in the breeze, her excitement palpable even from a distance.
Before anyone could react, she threw herself into Aarav bhai's arms, wrapping him in a tight hug. "Bhaiya!" she exclaimed, her voice cracking with emotion. "I missed you so much!" Tears sparkled in her eyes, spilling onto her cheeks as she clung to her elder brother.
Aarav bhai, momentarily taken aback, softened and hugged her back, his own eyes shimmering with tears. "Missed you too, chhoti," he murmured, ruffling her hair affectionately.
