Aryan was standing there, he had turned pale, as if all the blood had drained from his skin, he felt numb, such was the realisation of the thought that had just come to his mind,'If she hasn't run off, she is not at her home, she's not even told her grandma where she is, then where the f*ck is she?'
Vikram said,"Dude, you're overthinking. She just didn't tell her grandmother that's it. She must be with that asshole Aamir, don't you think about her man, she is not worth your time and your efforts."
"Brother, you listen to me, and you listen to me carefully, she cannot hide running away from her grandmother, I know that for a fact...."
"How can you know that? Maybe she was ashamed of the fact, of running away..."
"No, she wasn't, never, she cherished the thought of running away, and she told that to her grandmother as well."
"It's all just things we say, aren't always the thing we do, haven't you heard about this one?"
"No, brother..."
"Look at yourself, what the f*ck are you doing man?" Vikram stood up now, angry.
"SHE CHEATED ON YOU...DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT IS REASON ENOUGH FOR HER TO BE ASHAMED. THEN, THE GUY WITH WHOM SHE HAS RUN OFF IS NOT WORTH TALKING ABOUT, WHAT WOULD SHE TELL HER GRANDMOTHER? HUH!!! TELL ME..."
"Listen Vikram, all I know, is that something is wrong, she wouldn't hide it from her, that's all I know."
"Dude...you're wasting precious time on her! She is gone, nothing can bring her back, chill...she is not yours, she was never yours, accept that, move on, if she wants to live in sh*t, let her live in sh*t, not your fault, now please, go and sleep."
"But Vikram...."
"Shut the f*ck up or I'll kill you now...!!!"
"Okay brother."
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Few months later, Aryan got a call from Jenny's grandmother, she told him that Jenny had not called her till then and that she was worried about her. Even if she had run off, she would have called her up within this time, but she hadn't.
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Love....everlasting?
Misteri / ThrillerThe story follows the character of Aryan, who has lost his memory and is trying to recall chain of events till the present.