Afterlife Of Ember And Rhea

Chapter 7: I Shall Never Know

"India? Really? That's so awesome!" Ember said excitedly. "Is dad going too?"

"Well, actually we wanted to go ti India because your father has some works to done there. The company is changing decisions everytime. And we must go there." Aed said.

"I always wanted to see the country. Seems like my wish is going to be granted."

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"A paint brush, and OH! My toothbrush! Uff thr packing is don- WAIT! I forgot something!" Rhea said and opened her drawer. She took out a bunch of comic books. "How can I forget this? It's Nason's limited edition, once in a year sale's anime collaboration comic! It's my LIFE!" Rhea hugged the comic books.

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Nason limited-the most successful anime company in the west.
Ever since the American animation company-Nason came into the market, it had turned thr anime world to a complete 180.
With new ideas in every anime of theirs, it has managed to earn millions of fans within 10 years. And made an exponential a sum of money becoming one of the main boosters of American economy.

Arorhea is one of those fans who are just crazy about Nason she would spend an entire day in the library just to read Nason's comics.

Unfortunately, some incidents took place many years ago and the company was shut down in India. But it's main building is in L.A.

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"RHEA!" Mrs. Laghari shouted as she entered Rhea's room. "What is all this? THE ROOM IS SO MESSY! Pack the things properly."

"It's done mom. Only the comics are left." Rhea said.

"Throw the comics they are useless anyway."

"Wha-! No! You can throw ME but not these! These are my life!" Rhea cried.

"GIVE IT HERE!" Mrs. Laghari snatched the comics from her hands and threw them out of the door.

[Tn//Indian moms are super strict. If not, dudeeeee you got it luckyyyy]

A young and handsome man stood near the door who catched all of the Nason's comics in one hand and the another hand had a red packet of Lays chips.

"GOD! MY SAVIOR! MY LIFE SAVIOR! YOU SAVED MY LIFE! LET ME TOUCH YOUR FEET! I'LL KEEP FAST FOR YOU AND WORSHIP YOU EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY!" Rhea begged with her head down to his feet. As she looked up to face the God, she was fool stuck to find who's curse she was getting. "NOOR YOU F*CKER!" She shouted when she realised that he was eating the chips from her stock. "You're eating without me?! GIMME SOME!!!" She begged again. He threw the books aside and finished the chips in one go. "F*ck youuuuu!" She cursed him.

"You're grounded." Mrs. Laghari whispered giving Rhea a death glare.

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"This persian blue shirt is my favorite! I should pack this too." Ember said as she put the shirt in his suitcase.

"Dear is it done?" Aed said.

"Yeah- OH! My GUITAR!" Ember said and rushed to his guitar.

"You are too childish." She smiled and left the room.

Ember locked the door and opened his drawer. He took out that notebook and a keyring. He slided the key ring onto his finger and flipped through the pages of the notebook. "Ember loves Rhea." He smiled.

I don't know who she is. Why is her's and my name written in the notebook. This is the name of a girl . . .who comes in my dreams . . .There might be something behind all this. I shall never know . . .shall I? "

-to be continued...

Ember's POV:

Rhea