Ryan's POV
My eyes were stuck on my phone, as I kept on dialing the number. I couldn't see Moon from the morning itself and now she was avoiding my calls also. Great way for a day to start!
I knew she had been gone to the meeting, and that made me even more tensed. Something about that Bincy guy wasn't right, I just can't feel okay about him being around my Moon.
I sighed and again dialed her number. Her meeting should have been over by now, right?
Druv, who was sitting beside me in the office, kept looking at me. He had his eyes fixed on me as he watched me rant over Sneha not picking up my phone. He finally pushed away all the papers laying on the desk before us, on which I was pretending to work.
"Dude, you really changed." He shook his head.
I looked up from my phone, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Ryan just look at yourself! You changed from being a work-freak to a person who's not even working in his work hours!" He threw up his hands.
"How can you blame me? I'm just worried about her. I can't work until I'm sure of her safety there!"
"Ryan, its not like she has been sent to the forest full of wild beast! She has gone for a meeting! She must be fine. Stop worrying so much."
"I know. But its just... that-... that I feel like-... I mean, I'm getting some bad intuitions." I mumbled as I brought my hands to my face, rubbing off the tension that was building inside me.
"C'mon. Everything's fine. Stop overthinking. I'm pretty sure Sneha must be busy, and as soon as she gets time, you'll be the first person she will call back. Chill." He pulled back all the papers, "Now, at least let me do my work."
I nodded my head, understanding. Maybe I was really overthinking. She must be fine. Sometimes I just worry too much about her. Druv's right, I should focus on my work.
I took the file again and started to edit the news headlines for my evening broadcast.
"I think I'm leaving." I couldn't even concentrate for a minute, something inside me was telling me that somethings bad gonna happen. I closed the file yet again.
"Ryan, please not again! You hardly work nowadays. You literally took a leave just two days ago when Sneha got sick, and all you cared about is to how to get her well again. And as much as I respect your love for her, I'm answerable to the freaking head department for the skipped broadcasts of yours also! I'm definitely not doing this again." Druv finally seemed to lost his cool. He had been tolerant with me from the time things were going downhills for me with Sneha. But ever since I started to neglect my part of job in FCC, it has been hard for him to manage the schedules here. He has to work extra hours just to cover the time gap of my skipped shows.
I felt guilty, I was unknowingly putting him through all those hardships. "Fine, I'm sorry. I will leave only after finishing my broadcast, okay?" I grabbed my file back, as I started to work on them again.
Druv shook his head, as he again focused on the unmanaged schedules in front of him.
Suddenly his phone vibrated.
I was still working when I heard him answering the call, "Yes Sneha? What happened?"
I glared at him. Didn't he just say a few moments ago that I'll be the first person Sneha calls after that meeting?
Despite of my fierce look, he continued to speak to her. "Why? What happened?" he frowned. "Fine. Just be home safe, okay?" he ended the call, still not acknowledging me.
"Care to tell?" I folded my arms on my chest.
He finally looked at me, shaking his head, "Uh. Nothing. She said she feels tried after the meeting, so she will head directly to home and mail me the reports later."
That's unusual. She never mails reports unless she's really queasy, she always prefers to hand them herself so she could fix any mistake there only. Somethings definitely wrong.
I hurriedly grabbed my overcoat and car keys, as I rushed towards the door "Druv, I'm seriously sorry. I swear this will be the last time. Just deal with it this time only, okay? I'll make it up to you later, I promise." And before Druv could comprehend anything and respond to it, I was already out of the building, getting into my car.
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Sneha's POV (our little Moon)
I grabbed the keys from my purse, as I tried to open my apartment lock.
I headed back straight to my home, because going to office would mean facing Ryan there, and I don't think I'm capable enough to hide my emotions from him. For all I know, he would find out everything about Bincy and will get into trouble because of me. And I can't take away his work and fame from him, which he had always been so passionate about.
I feel disgusted for all that I had let to happen to myself. I wiped off the tear that emerged from the corner of my eyes, yet again proving my weakness as a female.
I was just about to enter my apartment, when a hand grabbed my arm. I froze on my spot, expecting the worse, till he spoke, "Moon, why would you leave early today? I was waiting for you at the office."
I turned back to see him pouting.
I sighed. Sometimes it really feels his presence physically soothes my inner self. I looked at him, "How come you're here? Shouldn't you be working at this hour, Ryan?"
"Nah. I was really tired, so I took a leave." he said as he grasped the keys from my hand, locking the door of my apartment again. "And as we both are free now, lets grab some ice-creams. I'm craving for ice-cream."
Before I could question him about anything further, he quite literally dragged me out of that place to a near-by shopping mart. And we ended up buying two large butterscotch buckets to home.
As we were walking back, the outside breeze actually felt nice, it was as if it was freeing me up from all the sufferings of the past hours. I inhaled the fresh air, calming myself further.
"Now, tell me what happened?" Ryan turned to me, eyeing me with worry written all over the face. He turned all serious all of a sudden.
I gulped, looking back at those deep dark orbs.
How can I tell you about what happened?
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When The Ex Meets
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