Chapter 7: Magical

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"Mishti! Do you want me to cancel or pause our deal with the Kapoors?" Abir asked.

Mishti looked towards Abir and shook her head in disagreement. Abir asked her if she was sure. He held her hand and reaffirmed to her that she meant everything to him and that he could find other such deals for the company and the NGO. Mishti smiled again and placed her hand on his.

"I know." Mishti took a pause. "Abir! I was a mistake for my parents. But the NGO and the kids of those NGO aren't. I am not going to let my personal life come in between any of this. We won't call it off. But if the Kapoors want to call it off because of Mrs Kapoor, I don't know." Abir felt proud of Mishti. It always surprised him how she had always managed to think straight even in such emotionally draining situations. She was strong enough to take decisions because she wasn't scared of it being right or wrong. And that always helped her move forward no matter the situation. Abir nodded while looking towards Mishti. He held her hand again to kiss and held it close to his heart.

They reached Rajvansh house. Mishti excused herself to the room while Abir got busy talking to Kunal. As Mishti entered her room, she took her diary out, sat comfortably on the sofa chair and started writing. Abir was about to enter the room and he noticed that she was writing. He stood there and kept looking towards her. He noticed how her expression changed from time to time. It was the first time Abir was realizing that Mishti withheld so much emotions within herself. Even after sharing her feelings with him, she still had so much within herself that she kept on writing. He just wanted to give her time to deal with them. He stood with his hands folded, until she stopped writing.

She stopped writing, closed her diary and left it on the table. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the sofa chair. Abir walked towards her and placed his hand on her head. She was about to open her eyes but Abir asked her not to.

"Shhhh!! Just relax" Abir whispered in her ears. "It's time for some magic". He kneeled down facing her back and started massaging her shoulders. He placed his hands on the sides of her forehead and moved his fingers in a circular direction. He then moved to massage her scalp. His touch was soothing. It was relaxing. She felt as if every nerve of her body was responding. When his hand accidentally touched her neck, she felt jitters down her spine. A small smile was forming on her face. The creases on her forehead were lessening. It seemed like all her thoughts that were waging a war in her mind, were finally finding a corner to rest. Her heartbeat, which was on jetspeed with all the stress finally seemed to have slowed down. Her soul finally found peace after wandering around. The storm finally seemed to settle down.

She exhaled some air out of her mouth and slowly opened her eyes. She held Abir's hand. Abir stopped and got up. He walked towards her. She slowly got up and he held her arms in his.

"How do you feel?" Abir leaned down and whispered in her ears. "Magical" Mishti whispered back.

"I have another magical idea." Abir whispered with a smirk. Mishti looked towards him with curiosity.

"Music.....Dance....rain..." Abir paused for a moment. "Dancing in the rain is the best magical experience." Abir smirked and caressed her cheeks. Mishti was confused. She kept staring with confusion. "Rain?" Mishti questioned. Abir smirked again. He walked towards their door and locked it. He connected his phone with the speaker in his room and played soft romantic music. He walked towards Mishti and extended his arm again. Mishti obliged but continued to be in confusion. Abir wrapped her hands around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist.

He slowly started dancing with her. Mishti followed his steps. They were both lost in each other's eyes. He slowly started walking towards their bathroom. He pushed the door open using his legs, while holding her in the same position. He guided her until they were under the shower. He pushed the knob of the shower using his back and the water started flowing down.

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