Chapter-8

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Maaya's POV

Since , the dinner damon and me have been close to each other he asks my daily days works and helps me doing my assignment and i have specifically mention that since , he has helping me he's been taking extra hours for helping me complting my works.

So, i today is sunday means my weekend here my bed didn't let me go even if it is 9am in the morning i opened my eyes only becoz my stupid phone was ringing i knew who is that it's none other than the annoying b***h aarna .

I long sighed and leaned my head on headboard and answerd my phone " Hy b***h iam waiting near your house let's go for some cafeteria , shopping , lunch and then return home by evening ok i don't take no as an answer you have exactly 20mins your clock is ticking now Ms.adams tick tock tick tock" with that she hung up without waiting for my reply b***h why god don't you have mercy on me with that i ran up to my bathroom

And took the quickest shower as possible brushed my teeth and dried myself covered up myself with the fluffy white and black towel and i went to my closet searched for some comfortable clothes and i put the clothes left my hair open and applied some lip gloss , eyeliner grabbed my clutch and ran out my houseby locking it .

    ( Maaya's outfit in above pic )

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    ( Maaya's outfit in above pic )

    ( Maaya's outfit in above pic )

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   ( Aarna's outfit in above pic )

As i go near aarna she hugged me and we went to her car and she took me to the beautiful cafeteria and placed our order's.

As i go near aarna she hugged me and we went to her car and she took me to the beautiful cafeteria and placed our order's

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