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Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in...
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The meeting headache was still pounding behind my eyes. Honestly, I felt like smashing my head against the wall.
And thanks to Dad disappearing to some random wedding, people we barely know, I got stuck handling extra meetings.
Desi family logic- attendance compulsory in a wedding, even if they are not your close relatives.
At least the sample project wrapped up fast. Graphics were fine, just needed a quick talk with the animation team. Still, this animation stuff is new for me, so my head was already spinning. Even the interns looked half-dead by the end.
Finally done, I dragged myself to the intern area. Because apparently, personal space doesn't exist for me.
Just one more week of probation torture.
And of course, Miss Anaya was still there. Fingers flying over the keyboard, snapping at interns, acting like the intern area was her empire.
I ignored her and sat down, pulling out my phone.
All I wanted was a dose of Ruh's voice to make this headache fade.
But the second I unlocked my screen, a frown formed instantly.
One missed call. One answered call. From Ruh.
Answered? By who? Definitely not me.
And Ruh never stays silent if I miss her call, she always leaves a message.
My eyes narrowed.
I already knew.
I looked at Anaya.
"Miss Anaya," I said, voice low, jaw tight, "it's bad manners to pick up someone else's call."
She didn't even look guilty.
Just leaned back in her chair, arms crossed like she owned the place, "It was disturbing me, so I answered. Keep your phone on silent. And tell people not to call you during work hours."
My blood boiled, my voice was cold, "My hours were already over. I got stuck here because of these extra meetings. And even if my phone rings, it's mine. You don't touch it. What exactly did you say?"
She sighed like I was wasting her time, tapping her pen against the desk, "Nothing. Just told the caller not to disturb you."
That was it. My hands itched.
It took everything in me not to break something right then.
How dare she answer Ruh's call...my Ruh. No one had the right to talk to her like that.
"Next time," I said tightly, "don't touch my phone. If it bothered you, put it on silent. But don't you ever answer it."
I grabbed my phone and walked out before I said something worse.
