Arnav pulls an all-nighter to work on his latest launch (no, he's not avoiding his wife of two months, thanks ever so much), only to wake up in a bedroom. A bedroom that looks nothing like his. With a girl. A not-Khushi shaped girl. A small panic attack later, he manages to fish out his phone and nearly passes out. 11th May, 2011. Either his iPhone is glitching or he's traveled back in time. Fuck.
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