"You know, when I saw you on my naked eyes.. I just can't believe myself. I like you a lot...i can remember each and every song u sang... I was mad for u"
Tiyasha wasn't aware what she was telling. Talking...she was just washing out all trashes.
"Really, thanks a lot for your support. I wouldn't be able to reach where I'm now, without your support." He smiled dryly.
"Why did he leave me like this ?" She looked at him softly . Aniket frowned and caressed her.
Suddenly she sat crossed legs on the bed and started weeping...
" Since he left me, we shifted to our new house. Not ours actually a rent house. " she continued " I was tough for me to study...dad and mom was upset. Jinia was in kindergarten." she stopped for a while.
Ohh gosh! She was telling her secrets ! Aniket gulped a lump and encouraged her making her comfortable in his arms. Well, he was supposed to enjoy her body and pay her but what he was doing!!! Like supporting her to spat out her sorrows...
Aniket was eagerly awaiting. He gently took her hands in his and pressed gently saying " Then? " .
Tiyasha was astonished on his reaction.. "U are too down to earth....from where u got the energy to hear my story? " she exclaimed!!!!!!
"I'm just a human being. I am feeling good that I'm helping you to feel better." He chuckled.
Both of them remained silent for few minutes. "you are from the same town from where he came."
"Who?" He narrowed his eyes.
"U asked me Nahh!!! Why I sleep for money?" Tiyasha uttered as if suddenly she recalled it.
" I am sorry. I should not tell you like this. Please don't mind Miss.... " he stopped as he didn't know her name.
" Tiyasha ".she muttered. "My name". She looked down. He wiped out her tears by his own palm and she broke in tears..
She started sobbing while muttering....
Aniket startled and gazed at her eyes . She had a very pretty name !!!
Tiyasha walked up and took another glass of whisky. Aniket rushed.. " Tiyasha what are you doing.. Please don't take. " He hugged her tighter.... They sat down near the center table on the floor....
"I was in 8th standard. Dad passed away. "
She paused. Then continued " Mom brought up us. She used to do part time jobs. I got good results in 10th... Then 12th... Jinia was in secondary school. "
"It was going difficult to manage money for my higher studies... "she stopped.
She turned to Aniket "I had wishes to fulfill my dreams...i wanted to be a a fashion designer. "she smiled.
" Nice profession " he smirked.
"Thanks" she glared.
"I never told her. But somehow she knew. She sold all her possessions... To fulfill my dream.....
Suddenly mom got a cardiac arrest. It drained everything.
And then I got introduced to Mr Sharma ..."
Aniket was looking at her eyes like a stone... And then he hugged her...
" That boy ? What about him Tiyasha?? "
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First LOVE ✔
Conto[EDITING SLOWLY] Isn't it awkward , sad and heart breaking if a girl meets her dream man, her crush..her idol....well let me finish, meeting as an "escort girl.."...???? It's not a good feeling for the girl isn't it? This is the story of a Bengali...
