Yeh Ishq Hai❤|| Completed✔

Last Chapter

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*3 years later*

"Raman...!! It has been such a long time since we met..I miss you," Ishita pouts while playing with the blanket. She then realizes he couldn't see her pout so she purses up her lips.

"Baby I'm sorry! I'll try my best to come back to meet you," She hears his voice from the other side of the phone.

"You always say this! When did we last meet? 3 weeks ago!!! I don't even know how I managed to," Ishita complains and looks down at her fingers on her free hand.

She plays with ring which Raman gave when he proposed her.

Raman had proposed Ishita after she had forgiven him. He had first scared her to the death and when she came out of her house he stood there in his handsome glory with rose petals spread all over the path.

He had proposed her in front of the whole neighbourhood. All they could hear was 'Awws'.

Raman had left the college next year as he was provided with the opportunity to go to London to complete his studies.

Raman was sure to decline the offer but Ishita made him agree as she didn't want to become a barrier between him and his future.

He came back from London every now and then to meet her but this was the longest period of time that they had not met.

"Ishu listen...."

"No Raman...This is not fair!"

"I'm sor-"

"No Raman..It's okay..You don't love me I understood..You don't want me I understood that too...No need to cover up"

"Ish-"

Before he could complete it she had hung up and burst out into fits of laughter.

She wipes away the tears which fell from her eyes due to her continuous laugh.

She gets up from the bed of her hotel room. Yes! She had come here already to surprise him. Why should he always come there? Why not her?

She smirks and pulls out her clothes from her suitcase. She throws on a white T shirt with a denim jacket warm enough for the cold weather outside. She wears a pair of denim jeans and shoes.

She grabs her phone and purse and heads out.

She books a cab. The cab arrives in 5 minutes. She sits inside the cab and tells him his address.

Her lips curve into a smile imagining his expression when he would see her.

She looks down at her phone and sees a couple of messages from him.

Raman❤:

→Ishu I'm sorry please forgive me :-(