"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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Yuvaan didn't say anything which scared me more than if he had scolded us for losing his valuable money on just clothes and random stuff like cosmetics and jewellery. His silence over the amount of expenditure Heena and I did for just two days was giving me bad vibes.
"Are you still thinking about the same matter?" Heena asked as she wore her dress.
"How in the world he didn't say a single word? Are you sure we are safe? He won't murder us later, will he?" I panicked.
"You are exaggerating now. Chill, Bhabhi. Bro isn't interested in looking in women's bags. He himself gave me his card and he knows how much I spend," she brushed off my worries and wore her jacket.
"You are looking really good," I complimented her on her attire.
"I always do," she replied, and we burst out laughing.
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(Heena's outfit👆)
"Come on, let's get you ready before Bro himself comes to check on us." Heena checked the time on her wristwatch and gave me my clothes.
I wore them and she gave me a thumbs up. She made me sit in front of the dressing table and did my makeup. After making sure that every inch of my face looked like a nice pancake, she curled my hair in a basic hairstyle.
"I don't think we need to do much, you look good." She smiled and handed me my purse.
"It is all thanks to you," I said as I admired my reflection in the mirror.
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