Chapter-4

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(Ayaan's POV)

I reached my apartment and switched on lights. My apartment consists of only one room which is not big at all. My bed occuppies nearly half of the room . I don't know why I am observing my own room right now. I decided to take a bath. I removed the dirty clothes which are filled with dust. I felt tears on my cheeks and realized that I have started crying without my conscience.

"I don't like people who pretend to be hurt only to earn sympathy," he said. I don't know why those words hurt me so much. It was his fault in the first place. He was driving fast . How can someone be so arrogant.

"I will give a good answer to him if I meet him again," I assured myself. He is actually right about me not having an ounce of confidence but saying it right in my face is a big no no, right? I would have asked why he is so arrogant if I wasn't so scared at that time.

(Phone ringing)

"Hello"? I answered. " What happened to your voice"? Rachel asked. She is always like a big sister to me. Its really good to have one who really cares for you.

I explained everything to her without missing a second of the situation. "Just chill out dear and I am in pub at the corner of your street. Come out and enjoyyyyyy" she started shouting and I covered my ears. I said to Rachel that I would come and hung up.

I reached pub in a hoodie and jeans. My friend is surrounded by four men with whom she is going on bragging. I silently went and sat next to her. Her talks will never end soon, so I started sipping alcohol that I took from her hand a while ago which she didn't notice .

After sometime of bragging, Rachel turned to me and said, "Ayaan, I want you to meet a friend of mine."

I turned and looked towards the person whom she was referring to.....

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