When The Heart Lies | ✓

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Staring at him, Sakshi kept thinking about how they ended up together by a single conversation while travelling as strangers. It was pure luck or she wouldn't have gotten such a mature and handsome guy as her boyfriend.

"Shrey?"

He hummed, not moving his eyes off his phone screen.

"Do you think I am pretty?"

He turned his head and observed how she had smiled nervously. He chuckled at her. "Of course, you are. My girlfriend is the prettiest of all."

She rolled her eyes but still, she let it go thinking that he was joking. She still was unsure. "Am I plain?"

His eyebrows raised and for a moment, he even glanced at her not-so-full boobs. He gulped while looking back at her and asked, "Why would you ask that? You look pretty to me just as you are."

Sakshi whimpered in embarrassment.

"Since the day I have introduced you to my friends, they have been talking in the school. They say that I don't deserve you. I am flat while you are tall and muscular. Boys so mature so like you are interested in curvy girls these days."

"Who said that?" He frowned. "Never mess up your mind with these stereotypes. Every guy has his own wishes and choices. Some go for physical appearance and some don't. I find you beautiful inside and out. Just the way you are."

He pushed back a strand behind her ear and smiled, "Besides, I am not so muscular and tall yet."

She shook her head smiling shyly. "But you look great and you are good at socializing. You even live in Delhi. You are kind and so sweet. They think of me as careless, stupid and arrogant of my brother's money."

"Sakshi, Don't think over it. They are immature and just jealous of you. Also, other people's thoughts can't change my mind? I will not just dump you at listening to them. Would I?"

She looked at him nervously.

"I don't know, Shrey. Will you?"

Will you?

Will you?

The question kept echoing in his mind as he sat quietly on the couch. Shrey didn't want to deny at how desperate he was to go back in time and change things. He wanted to delete these data from his life, tear off those papers from his destiny, erase those mistakes that he did recklessly.

He sighed.

Her face wasn't leaving his eyes. Wherever he looked, he would think of her and her words. How could it be possible of her being so empathetic and real? She had changed so much.

He clicked his tongue, disagreeing at himself.

Years ago, he hadn't properly waited for her to grow. She wasn't like this before. He misunderstood then. Sakshi was always this beautiful, this sweet inside from the beginning. Now, her character was enhanced perfectly.

He couldn't deny but wish for the same chance to come back. The chance to own her. Her heartbeats, her breaths, her mind, her heart—she was crazy for him. He wanted those feelings to return back to her heart.

He needed her care and love.

He remembered the days when she used to worry about being a clingy girlfriend. He smiled sadly. She was nowhere near that. She was cute and used to pamper him so much with gifts and special things she used to do before.