This story revolves mainly around Nandini and Manik aka Manan. This story is how both will fall in love but they won't express their love. One mistake made by Manik will make Nandini leave everything by leaving her family and friends behind.
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(Nandini's POV) When the evening came, I didn't know what to wear. I didn't buy anything new. I had no formal wear other than for work, nothing of an evening dress or cocktail, nothing. I braced myself and wore a turtleneck black and font pants. I prayed that they wouldn't be in formals like at his house previously. It seems as if Dhruv loved welcoming me.
(Dhruv) "Hi, Nandu Bhabhi. You don't mind me calling you like that, right? You look just simply beautiful."
(Nandini's POV) He said with awe in his eyes. I was not sure if it is acting or real compliment, when he looked handsome in his formal wear minus the tie and coat. I don't look out of it when I see Dhruv. Manik peeped out hearing the noise.
(Manik) "Why are you standing there? Come in."
When I was entering, I let out a big sigh forgetting that Dhruv was just standing beside me
(Dhruv) "What was that for?"
(Nandini) "I was worried if I would be oddly dressed. I don't have my evening dress or cocktail wears."
(Dhruv) "Really? Why do you care? Even if we were all in formals, you are the only woman here. Also, you are the Birthday girl! Why should you care?"
(VD) "Move it, you lazy pokes. I don't want Manik cutting the cake." His Dadaji stood behind us in a Tee and trousers.
(Dhruv) "Give him a break, Dadaji. He baked it. Its not like Nandini would care cutting it."
(Nandini) "What? Manik baked a cake?"
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(Dhruv) "Yeah. If he is good at anything, it is his work and cooking. Otherwise, who will listen to his rotten attitude?"
(Nandini's POV) Dhruv joked about it, but thinking, it wasn't a joke. We cut the cake, ate food, and enjoyed the evening. I never realised I could enjoy this day so much with someone who wasn't family. It must be because all the three of them don't hide what they think. They are frank, too frank to the extent of being rude. Being with them, you don't have to hide anything. Even if you hide, they see through you. Then we had dinner at Dadaji's place. Though my birthday was not grand but even celebrating with these three men made my day. The cake what Manik baked is one of the best that i have ever had. I was elated to have Manik in my life
(VD) "Here you go, Nandini. My gift" He handed me a simple but intricately designed bracelet
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