𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⌇ 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐꒱
❝𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❞
──★𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚‧₊˚⊹
I am a cheerful and calm person who doesn't get angry easily but ju...
Author's Note Pls read character info and previous chapter before continuing to avoid confusion. ──────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────
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Calm down
Everything is gonna be fine.
HOW IS IT GONNA BE ANYTHING BUT FINE!
I am still staring at Maya in disbelief.
She is wearing a yellow coloured kurti paired with denims. Long hoop earrings with her hair are twisted in a single braid. She has changed a lot, her expressions grew bolder and mature with time.
She might be around thirty now and that's all I know about her. I wasn't even born when my uncle aka her father, disowned her and divorced her mother. Still I would see her in a few functions in my childhood but it's been forever since I last saw her.
Does he know that Maya is here?
Maya is engaging with ma freely, she talks about her travel and something about work. To be more precise — Maya is the first grandchild of this family. Hence, she was in contact with our grandparents not with my parents though.
I glance around the room to see my parents and Kavya's parents already present before I came. They seem a bit indifferent about this situation, maybe because she met them earlier? Or they knew she was coming?
My eyes drift towards Lucas and dadi engaged in a conversation near the window. He seems comfortable and relaxed while talking to her, unlike him when he is around my father.
His presence is making me feel calm.
For now, atleast
“Inti ghari sooch?” Suddenly, a hand tapped on my shoulder making me jump and turn in surprise “Mujhe pe dhyan hi nai gaya” he rolls his eyes dramatically while crossing his arms [Translation - Such deep thinking? You didn't even pay attention to me]
I would be confused because of their identical faces but talks like this can be only done by one of the twins
“Nikhil?” I ask cautiously. Despite myself I have certain excitement under my tone. The corner of his lip curves up into a smile “Haan, aur kon?” He asks playfully and opensopens his arms for a hug.I smile through a small smile “Long time huh” I mutter, it's been years since i met him. [Translation - yeah, who else?]
Despite the conflicts we are still cousins
Nikhil steps back with a small shrug “Hey, I have always been here, you just left”
I roll my eyes “Thanks for the reminder” I comment sarcastically. Nikhil hasn't changed a bit, the tall man with ‘devil may care if given candy’ eyes. He is grinding like always — something Kunal wouldn't do.
