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Chapter 32:- Can I have a moment with Nayan alone?

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Nayan’s pov :-

A moment later when he was gone Mehek entered.

“ How are you Nayan ?” she said , trying to be cheerful but I can clearly see that something was  bothering her.

“ I'm fine “ I whispered trying to get up but before I could , she stopped me.

“ Don't, just rest there or else your husband will be on my neck if he sees you like that.” she joked and walked in my direction sitting beside me.

“ Did you eat?” She asked, taking my hand and caressing it.

“ Yes and you ?’

“ I will eat after sometime “

“ Okk”

We both fell into comfortable silence though which was very unusual for us to stay quiet.

“ Something happened ?”  I asked ….

“ No “ she denied , clearly not wanting to bother me.

“ How did you know about me and the situation ?” I asked if someone informed them or anything.

“ You were not answering your calls so I called Tanu and she said that you were missing.” She sighed, continuing further.

“ I asked her for the address and was ready to come here alone but Arush bhai saw me while I was waiting for my cab and I had no other option but to tell him everything and that's how we ended up here.” She finished , her voice laced with concern and fear.

Fear of losing someone. Losing me.

“ I.. i . “ I tried to say something, anything but it was like  my mind went blank.

“ It's Ok, you don't have to say anything, just rest.” She cooed , squeezing my hands gently.

“ I'm sorry . Because of me everyone is worried.” I couldn't help but apologize due to the guilt of causing everyone discomfort.

“ Hey , why are you crying and apologizing? It's not your fault. Baby. “  she whispered, giving me a side hug.

Comforting me with sweet nothings.

“ But…”

“ No but.. and no more crys ok Nayan. You have cried enough for the day” she scolded , wiping the tears off my face.

“ You are such a sweet soul baby, how will you survive in this cruel world?” She said, patting my head like a child.

“Ahmm ahmmm” someone cleared their throat as we both looked in the direction only to see him standing in the entrance leaning against the door.

“Aa gaye shaitan,” Mehek muttered under her breath, making me chuckle softly.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, pushing himself off the doorframe and walking toward us with a raised brow. “I’d like to know too.”

“Nothing,” Mehek replied instantly, her tone overly sweet , the kind that clearly meant trouble.

He narrowed his eyes on her. “Whenever you say ‘nothing’ like that, it definitely means something.”

“Paranoid much?” she shot back, folding her arms.

“I’m not paranoid. I just know you,” he said calmly, pulling a chair and sitting across from us.