His second wife (#SaRaj)

26) Savi still thinking of Ishaan

"You wanted to talk to me?" he asked, his voice low and questioning.

Savi nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. "Yes, I did," she said, her voice firm. "Let's go somewhere and talk."

Rajat nodded, his expression serious. "Okay, let's go," he said, leading Savi and Sai out of the school.

But as they walked, Savi hesitated. "Mr. Thakkar, I don't think it's a good idea to discuss this with Sai around," she said, her voice low and discreet.

Rajat looked down at Sai, who was chattering happily to herself as she walked alongside him. He nodded in understanding. "You're right," he said. "Let me drop Sai off at home, and then I'll meet you...somewhere."

Savi nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "Okay," she said. "Where should I meet you?"

Rajat thought a littel, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Savi, you can come with me," he said, gesturing to his car. "We'll drop Sai off at home, and then we can go somewhere to talk."

Savi nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. She got into the car, sitting beside Rajat as he drove. Sai chattered happily in the backseat, oblivious to the tension between the two adults.

As they drove, Savi couldn't help but steal glances at Rajat. He was focused on the road, his jaw set in a determined line. She wondered what he was thinking, and what he would say when they finally had a chance to talk.

As Sai hopped out of the car, Savi instinctively reached for the door handle, intending to follow her and make sure she got safely inside. But Rajat's hand shot out, gently grasping her wrist and holding her back.

"Nothing will happen to her," he said, his voice low and reassuring. "She's safe."

Savi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and settled back into her seat. As Rajat released her wrist, she felt a flutter in her chest at the brief touch.

Rajat turned to her, his eyes questioning. "Now, Savi, where do you want us to go and talk?" he asked, his voice neutral.

Savi took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She glanced around, taking in their surroundings. They were in a quiet residential neighborhood, with trees lining the streets and houses set back from the road.

Savi thought for a moment, then nodded. "There's a cafe nearby," she said. "We can go there and talk."

Rajat raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "Okay, which one?" he asked.

Savi gave him the name of the cafe, and Rajat nodded, putting the car in gear. As they drove, the tension between them was palpable, but Savi didn't say anything, lost in her own thoughts.

As Savi stepped into the cozy cafe, a wave of nostalgia washed over her. She hadn't been here in years, but the familiar aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the warm glow of the lighting brought back a flood of memories. This was the place where she and Ishaan had their first date, the place where their love story had begun.

Savi's eyes began to well up with tears as she gazed around the cafe, taking in the same table where they had sat, the same corner where they had shared their first laugh together. She felt a pang in her heart, a deep sense of longing for the past, for the love they had shared.

But she controlled her emotions, taking a deep breath and composing herself. She couldn't let Rajat see her like this, vulnerable and emotional.

Rajat, oblivious to Savi's inner turmoil, looked at her with a hint of impatience. "Why are you still standing?" he asked, his voice gentle but curious. "Let's have a table."

Savi nodded, forcing a smile onto her face. "Yes, of course," she said, following Rajat to a quiet table by the window. As they sat down, Savi couldn't help but feel a sense of irony. She had brought Rajat to the same cafe where her love story with Ishaan had begun, and now, she was here with another man, discussing a proposal that could change her life forever.

Rajat leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed intently on Savi's face. "So, Savi, what have you thought about the marriage?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Savi took a deep breath, her heart racing with anticipation. She had been thinking about this moment for what felt like an eternity, weighing the pros and cons, trying to make sense of her feelings.

But now, as she looked into Rajat's eyes, she felt a sense of uncertainty wash over her. She didn't know what to say, or how to say it.

Savi felt a surge of nervousness, but she didn't want to rush into anything. She took a deep breath and smiled politely. "Mr. Thakkar, let's order something first. That waiter has been staring at us for a while."

Rajat raised an eyebrow, but a hint of a smile played on his lips. "Of course," he said, gesturing to the waiter. "Let's order something, then."

Rajat turned to Savi and asked, "What would you like to order? Coffee or tea?"

Savi's mind began to wander, she remembered how Ishaan used to love the hot chocolate at this very cafe, and how she would always order her favorite coffee. But life wasn't the same anymore. Ishaan was gone, and she was here, considering a new chapter in her life.

With a newfound sense of resolve, Savi spoke up. "Actually, I'll have green tea instead."

Rajat's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "But I saw you with coffee in the balcony most of the times," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Savi's eyes locked onto his, a flutter in her chest. He had noticed her before? She felt a shiver run down her spine as she processed this new information.

Rajat's expression quickly changed, and he looked away, clearing his throat. "I mean, never mind. Green tea it is, then." He hastily signaled the waiter to change the order.

Savi took a deep breath and began, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mr. Thakkar, I have so many baggage in my life. I've been through a lot, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to take on anything new."

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