Sanyukta was dazzling on the edge of her bed just before she fell down,
"Ouch!"
She gritted loudly below her lips.
Standing up by taking the support of the bed's corner,she looked immediately at her phone's screen.
She took the phone in her hand and typed in some words to Aryan.
"I want to marry you tomorrow and it will be a court marriage."
It was received but yet to be seen by him.
She selected a descent pair of clothes and applied a dark red colored lipstick to her lips.
She wanted to put on her shade but took her hands off when her mind backfired with some different plan.
Her car was parked exactly at the same place where she has parked it before her wedding.It was covered to keep it protected from different kind of hazards.
She took off the cover from one hand while the other hand covered her nose.
She opened the door and sat on the driver's seat.
Putting on the key into the ignition she started her car and drove to some familiar restaurant she had visited a month before.
Entering into the restaurant she looked for the same table where she had her lunch with Randhir but it was occupied with other people.
She was disheartened but a voice got her nerves
"are you looking for someone ?"
"Caught"she turned,speaking it to herself
"Aryan ,you..?"she asked in a tone making his forehead crease.
"Were you looking for someone else?"
"Yes"she wanted to speak it loudly but nodded her head followed by a "no"
Aryan smiled agreeing to her as she never had timepass friends.
"How did you know I will be here?"she questioned,uplifting her brow.
"I followed you,"
She hated him in this second,she was followed by him, he was threatening her freedom but this wasn't the first time she was followed by someone.
"How did you do that? traking simcard?"
She asked sternly and Aryan was enjoying her curiosity.
"My car doesn't support GPS ? Tell me fast Aryan or else I will complain to the nearby police station?"
Her tone grew more firm this time.
"I followed your car,I was on my way to your house but I saw you going somewhere so I just followed, that's simple"
Aryan explained the whole thing and shrugged as he came to pause.
"Have you lost your trust ?"he stated a million dollar question.
"I am stressed,"sanyukta kept it simple.
"do you mind having a breakfast with me ?"she twitched
"I would love to,"he replied with a genuine smile covering his lip.
They were waiting for their food be served when Randhir's reflection approached her eyes.
A smile formed on her lips as a reflex to his arrival for which she regretted immediately and straightened herself.
"What do you think about the hoddy man? Do you really think he is Randhir"
She started a conversation with Aryan and forced it with herself,
"I am sure about it.It was him,"he replied with a disgusted face with forced Sanyukta to support him.
"You're right even I think the same"she replied observing his every expression,"I really wanted to caught him red handed"she added.
"He was just a chapter of our past"Aryan added taking her hand into his.
Sanyukta forced a light smile before taking off her hand,
"I am thinking to go back to him and make him feel sorry for his action.I actually want to see him behind the bars"
Sanyukta screamed digging the fork into the table cloth ,almost crashing with the table.
"but you just messaged me about our marriage,"Aryan frowned still in the same position.
"I will marry you and then I will torture him.I don't know Aryan I just want to.."
She became silent and was astonished.Her beated at an abnormal rate as if something has pushed it.
"Randhir!"
It was all her brain ordered her to speak.
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Who is the hoody man ?
What's the story behind Sanyukta's dream?
It's been almost a year when the story started and due to my laziness it is still ongoing so I guess you people must have forgotten about the dream's mystery but please remember it again.
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