We Hate Each Other, Don't We?
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"Sshhh... wait a second." He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him.
"What?" I snapped.
"Your eyes... when did they become so... beautiful?" he slurred, staring like I'd sprouted stars overnight.
"Go home, you drunkard!" I shoved at him, trying to break free.
He ignored me, gripping my chin tighter, stepping close. "And your nose... it used to look worse than a clown's. Why does it look... different?" His finger traced the tip.
"Veer! Did you even notice? I got plastic surgery this morning!" I forced a fake smile and stomped hard on his foot.
He yelped and stumbled back, but before I could walk away, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him.
"Why do your lips... look so good today?" His gaze locked on mine.
"Go inside, or I'll shove you off this corridor myself and tell everyone you slipped because you're drunk!" I wrenched my wrist free.
"Maybe it's the saree... or maybe I just had a little too much," he said, voice low, eyes still on my lips.
"Fuck off!" I snapped, my patience gone.
He tilted his head, a smirk creeping onto his face, hair falling over his forehead. "We hate each other... don't we?"
"Yes! You asshole!" I yelled, turning to slide the key into my door.
"Good! Just wanted to confirm... Oh, and Yams?" His voice followed me as I slammed the door.
I froze, keys trembling in my hand.
"You'll love the blow I have planned for you tomorrow."
My stomach sank. I already knew it wasn't going to be good. Shit. He's definitely up to something wicked.
Fucking Veer.
***
Veer of Apt 302 and Yamini of Apt 303. Everyone in Sahaja Residency knows this combo. They hate each other. They thrive on getting under each other's skin.
Since when? Since the day they mket.
What do they do? Endless pranks. Relentless revenge. Daily chaos.
But what happens when the universe decides to mess with them?
They say the line between hate and love is dangerously thin...
The question is-where exactly is that line, and who's going to cross it first?
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