𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 | Preeran ✓

The calm before storm| chapter six

➳ C H A P T E R  S I X
the calm before storm.

― ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ―

THE CITY of Indiana is refreshing. An escape for the stressed people like Karan and Preeta. The night, crisp breeze was fawning over their faces. Both of them breathe in. A chill passed through Preeta, when the ice cold air hit her.

"Where's the damm car, Rahul?" Karan yelled in his phone and she rolled her eyes. Typical Karan. She took out of her phone and texted her mom, informing she had reached Indiana. It was a exhausted plane ride with cat fights and desperate need for the alcohol; to have a control on each other without litreally pulling out each other's hair.

"The car will be reaching here, by a while now," he informed her and all she did was a small nod. She want to get lost, out of his sight. All she want now is to litreally sleep on a soft, fluffy bed.

In a few minutes, a car was stood infront of them. "Mr and Mrs. Luthra?" The driver asked, making them snort.

"Luthra and Arora," Preeta corrected the driver and he muttered a quick 'sorry' before putting their luaggage in the trunk and got into the car. She plug in the headphones and started to listen music. She wanted to avoid Karan as much as she can. She can't bear to look devasting and how broken she is.

On the other hand, Karan was desperate to talk to Preeta. He knew what he did was wrong and he still feel guilty as charged. He don't want to let his man ego to decrease. He looked at Preeta, who is humming a song under her breath and she looked like angel. A angel from heaven, who's going to make his life bright from all the darkness.

He has a reason, why he left her and he's definitely not going to disclose the reason. He sighed and fall back on the seat. He closed his eyes and recaped everything happened in these past seven years. Everything changed. Litreally everything, except the love for her. No Amount of time gap between these both could distinguish the love for each other.

"Preeta, I'm sorry."

He mumbled under his breath and dozed off. He was tired. Tired and exhausted from everything about his life. At that moment, the time stopped―as preeta heard what he said. Her eyes widen and she gasped. Did Karan Luthra apologise? To her?

She bit her lip and shook her head. Why will he apologise to her? Maybe, she misheard what he said. She sighed and fall back on the seat and dozed off, like him.

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"Hey, Mum." Preeta spoke as soon as she called her Mother. After three hour sleep, she finally woke up. Turning on the speaker on the phone, she tied her hair into a bun and sighed.

"Hi, preeta. How's everything going on?" Her mom asked and Preeta snorted.

"It's fine, ma. I just woke up from my sleep; I was so tired. It's eight already. I'll get a bath and will soon go to dinner, too. What Amu's doing?" Preeta asked, opening her suitcase. She took out white palazzo pants with an yellow v-neck kurthi, paired with a white chunni.

"She's playing with Pallavi," her mom said and preeta hummed in response.

"Give it to her, once." Preeta said and her mom said 'okay' in response and gave it to Amyra.

"Hi, mumma!"

Preeta smiled softly. "Hi Amu! Did you eat your dinner? You've school tomorrow. You've to go to school, tomorrow, right?"

Amyra groaned in response. "Mum, I know. I'll eat my dinner, soon. Pallavi came to play, okay? Okay, bye. I love you."

Preeta chuckled. "Okay, Amu. I love you, more!" Preeta said and hung the call. She smiled, before getting up and moving towards the bathroom. She put her clothes on the bed and moved towards the shower and turn it on. The warm shower relaxed her nerves and she let out a sigh.

After thirty minutes, she turn the shower off and wore the dress and sat on the dressing chair. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and applied mascara and lip balm.

She took her bag and went down to restraunt to have her dinner. As she opened the door, she found the restraunt full stuffed with people. Except on table. That one table's been reserved with; the Karan Luthra.

She rolled her before, pulling out a chair for herself and sitting face-to-face with devil himself.

"Hello, Preeta."

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A U T H O R S  N O T E
kalachashmas.

hey! i'm so sorry for not updating the chapter as i'm busy af. i know this chapter's boring as shit, and i reallydon't have time and i swear i'll update real soon, next tuesday, with a great update. promise. sorry and thank you! ♥