Always Is Not Forever (Breaking Myself - Part II)

41. The One Where I Start Our Pace Again

"Ria, your dad is going to get angry at me." She looked up from her special made seat and giggled. "Now don't giggle. You've made such a mess." Revealing some tissue papers from the glove box, I started cleaning the saliva coming out of her mouth. "Why can't you be my daughter?" I pecked her cheek. "Come on, your dadda must be very annoyed right now. He's doing something he hates the most just for you." I waggled my finger in front of her. "You're one lucky daughter. He loves you so much."

Opening the door of the car, I walked to her side and unbuckled her seat. Cradling her in my arms, I looked for Dhruv outside his mother's fashion studio and found him engaged with a girl. Who was she?

Paddling on the pavement, I strode to their side. "Dhruv." He turned to look at me and grinned. My gaze turned to the girl next to him and the smile dwindled.

Sanchi.

My soon to be husband ex-girlfriend.

And supposedly, my brother's best friend. Ex, right?

Keeping the smile back on my face, I dragged my attention to him. "How was your day?"

He side glanced at Sanchi before holding it to mine. "Peachy. Met with the devil."

"Who can be more devil than you?"

"Why are you here?"

I gawked at the baby in my hands. "Ria wanted a ride of New Delhi, so giving her." He gave me a long stare. Rolling my eyes, I skidded to look at the grown-up girl. "How are you, Sanchi?"

"Fine," She clipped.

Okay, looks like she still hated my presence. Whatever. I wasn't even fond of standing in front of her, being reminded of the time she had cornered me in the school's bathroom and threatened me to stay away from Kabir.

The time she had kissed Kabir surfaced back and Dhruv sent me a warning signal to stay quiet.

"Did she trouble you? You don't have to care about her always. I was coming to your house only," Dhruv's comment sidetracked the thoughts.

"I know. I know but she is cute." My gaze settled on Ria and I nuzzled my nose against her. "Dhruv, I'm in love with your daughter."

"Because her genes came from her dad," He winked, taking her from my hands.

At that time, I found Sanchi facing us with a pale face. "Sanchi, you okay?"

Instead of replying me a fine, she said, "I should go." Before I could further say her anything, she walked to a black car, slid in and stared at us for a couple of minutes. Confused, I looked back at Dhruv to find him staring at her too. Before I could heckle it, Ria's crying filled our conversation.

Dhruv's attention went back to her. "Ria, hush. Dadda is here."

"She's still a bitch," I snarked. "I hate her."

"You hate nobody except two people in the world," Dhruv chuckled. "She's your fiance's ex-girlfriend. You hate that thing."

"True." I tried to relieve the tension in my shoulders, but nothing changed as I stared at the gate from where she passed through minutes ago.

She kissed him.

She threatened me to stay away from him. She made Kabir hear the words I would never say him in the first place.

"Stop the jealousy." He knocked his shoulders with mine. "You're getting married to him, not she. He proposed you, not her. It's in past. Three years have gone by."

"More than three," I corrected, sighed and leaned against his car. "Why was she here?"

He filled me with all their details on how they would be working together and how much he desired to leave this internship and do anything other than this. However, one glance at Ria halted every thought.