Is She The One?✔

Chapter 48

The ride was pretty calm and quiet which in turn caused Amaaya to have a boring time.

Amaaya hesitated biting her lips before turning aside to see Ishaan. She was doing it for the 'n'th whereas he did nothing but to go on with the drive.

Ishaan kept his eyes straight on the road so focussed as if he was participating in a car race or something. The thing is he didn't care about her existence. Or he didn't want to?

Without wasting much time, Amaaya started her work opening the dashboard. Through the corner of his eyes, Ishaan watched her only to avert it on the road again.

Amaaya let out a triumphant smile and began taking out things one by one. He really wanted to check what on earth was she doing there but didn't have the nerve to. She was busy carrying out its postmortem.

Afterwhich she was disappointed with his no response mode, she batted some of his files for sometime and looked at him to know if there was any response.

But there was none!

Few seconds later, she put on some music. To her dismay, it was a melodious one so that she changed to an irritating song. She snapped her head to take a glance at him. And ofcourse, it held no expression. Then she raised the volume drastically.

No response!

Atlast she turned off the music for the sake of her own eardrums. She breathed out before leaning over the seat.

Amaaya looked the one sitting beside her. She could not believe it was that same Ishaan who barks at her for each little things she does. Who makes her heart go crazy with his single glance. Who lets her stomach to feel the butterflies with his mere presence. Who makes that disgusted face for all those weird things she does.

Above all, he was her hot tempered phone breaker. Once!

Amaaya threw her eyes over the window blinking back her tears.

She missed him!

So much that her guilt hitted her like a sack of bricks.

All she cared was nothing but Faru. She could not even think of losing him. She gave him more importance than herself that she ended up giving up what she had ever wished for.

But it was too late for the realization.

Amaaya drove her gaze to his face. He looked all the same. Breathtaking as always. Except the frowns on his forehead indicating the tiring day he had.

After the post graduation, Ishaan turned to be a complete workaholic. When Shreya came his home, taking much care of his parents, he felt no more excuses to get away with  officeworks that he spent his days and nights over there.

Ishaan was not ready to let his Dad to work anymore as he started getting aged. He wanted his dad to take good care of him, being with his beloved wife and daughter.

That was him. He wanted everyone to be happy. Just avoiding his own.

Ishaan pulled into the driveway, bringing her back from the train of thoughts.

Amaaya was about to leave when her eyes caught someone on the roadside.

Candy uncle..

Her mind flashed light on the day when Ishaan almost gave an heart attack with his bouquet of cottoncandies.

Amaaya took a glimse of him for one last time. He seemed to be impatient, placing a hand on steering, waiting for her departure. She picked up her bag and tossed it over her shoulder before stepping out.