" Senior.....what are you doing ?" I ask as I stare into his intense yet handsome face , sweat dripping off mine while I smell his alluring scent. " Saree , you look good in it Vrishali. But you need to stop wearing them , I don't want you roaming around in this showing the world what only belongs to your husband" Sanjay says in that deep dark voice of his , making me shiver as his intimidating eyes pierce mine. And in a flash , he is gone , leaving me behind ; sweaty , intimidated and confused. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 , 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒕 ;) 🏅Rankings🏅 #1 in angerissues🥇 #1 in anger-issues🥇 #1 in senior🥇 #1 in chubby🥇 #1 in collegestories🥇 #1 in darkthemes🥇 #1 in dhruv🥇 #5 in fat🎖️ THIS STORY ONLY AND SOLELY BELONGS TO ME !!! ANY FORM OF PLAGARISM WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED !! DON'T COPY MY PLOTS !! I WON'T TAKE THEM EASILY !!

* Parallel lines never meet. * Meera - "We are parallel lines so close yet never meet". Adhi - "May be we will never meet but we can still walk together to infinity and beyond". Story of Political Journalist and States woman. A Mid-air collision with uptight politics, hate and love.