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VII. Her Feelings

Sanam walked into the kitchen by morning to make coffee for herself. Momentarily, she paused realized Parth was already inside spreading butter on his toast. Their last conversation at that dinner a month ago hadn't been the friendliest.

He glanced up to acknowledge her presence before greeting, "Good morning, sleep well?"

She nodded while also greeting back, "Good morning." She deemed it safe zone and continued her way to the coffee pot.

He shook his head in disappointment. He knew for a fact that she'd just told him a white lie. He had seen her and Arjun talking through more than half the night away. He might have gone to bed early like the rest, but he had woken up to study for his classes he was taking for his law degree. He'd occasionally glanced out the window towards the beach view. He planned on talking to Arjun about it, but since she was here, he couldn't push away the compulsion to casually ask and see if she'd slip up some information.

Sanam had a question on her mind and while pouring coffee into a cup, she kept wondering if she should ask him. She kept delaying, thinking she didn't have the right to be curious about this.

Parth questioned, "What?"

"What?" She asked confused as she hadn't said a word.

He pointed out, "You keep opening your mouth to say something and then change your mind. Something is obviously on your mind, so what is it?"

Instead of replying right away, she verbalized the conclusion. "Are you always to observant?"

"I'm not studying to be a lawyer for no reason."

The fact had her surprised. "Really, you are in law school? That's... that's awesome."

He momentarily narrowed his eyes questioning if it were genuine or her attempt to divert the topic. "Thanks, I think."

She placed the mug down, clarifying. "No, really. I mean it. And no offense, but I assumed you were into business like Arjun."

"Sanam, Arjun and I are best friends, not duplicates of each other."

"Yeah." She barely mumbled back, picking up the mug again and using it as an excuse the end the topic. While trying to point out how pleasantly surprised she was at learning this about him, she'd only managed to offend him further.

Just as Parth was going to conclude she did say it all to divert the topic, she cleared her throat. Quite nervously, she questioned. "So, um... the last time we talked, you kind of accused me of being this type of girl." He wanted to point out it wasn't accusing when it was a fact, but he held back his tongue just to see where she was going with it. "I'm assuming a girl as such was involved... Was it... Rashi?"

His brows raised, and she thought it was him questioning her audacity to ask it, but it was pure amusement. He didn't give her a direct answer, but he did provide one. "Wow, you don't know Arjun at all."

He turned his back to her and picking up his plate, walked out the back door to have his breakfast outside. For the longest ticking seconds, she stood there replaying the words in her head. Last night while she'd been playing 20 questions with Arjun, she'd definitely concluded there was a lot more to him but she'd also somewhere felt that she was getting to know him. And somehow, hearing this from Parth, his one best friend... it didn't make her feel good about her equation with Arjun at all. It only made her question herself... why was she interested in Arjun's life anyway? She shouldn't be. She shouldn't be letting him get to her so much. This was meant to be a simple agreement.

She scolded herself to stop complicating it.

She reminded herself to comply with simply being friends.