Without being at fault, she suffered.
She suffered through an incident because of someone else's mistake.
For the sake of his daughter, he made her his assistant.
He never expected her to become more than that.
From being a stranger to him, to becom...
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I kicked the stone that was lying in the middle of the road. White fur is walking beside me like my bodyguard, and because of him, I am not feeling scared walking at midnight on the road.
Tomorrow will be the engagement day and I have to avoid it. I will say that I have a fever and didn't go there. This will help if Aunty didn't indicate my lie.
"White fur? Aren't you hungry?" I ask after I hear the sound inside my stomach. They deserve a good meal after doing backflips, flying, jumping and giving me butterflies.
"Bhowww!" He barks and I smile. "I am too hungry, let's see if I have a few things in my empty kitchen because I can't afford a proper meal now" I murmured.
Today was a whole mess. I punched Laksh's face so hard that I could see the prints on his cheek. I do that after I realise that he will get engaged tomorrow and I don't own him. Doing all those things was his fault and stopping him was my responsibility as a woman.
But somewhere I felt that Isha was cheating on Laksh before even marriage happened. I saw her with another man when I was sitting on the bus.
She was with a man, hugging him and at last she kissed him and took a taxi. Hugging was okay but kissing him?
"Wow! Who is saying who was having a romantic moment with her fiancé?" My other brain yelled.
Sorry for that my lord. I am extremely sorry that this will not happen again. But I was also the first who pushed him and punched him. he is a psychopath who was smiling after getting punched by me.
I was, about to step into my building when the guard uncle shouted my name from his security room window.
"What happened? Is everything fine?" I ask him, and he nods with a wrinkled smile on his face.
"You have a parcel and a guest" He said and opened the door of his room. I stepped inside while the white fur was sitting patiently at the doorstep.
"Hello, namaste badi didi" I turn my head to the source of the voice and find Rudra in a Black hoodie with only a bag in his hand.
"What are you doing here?" I ask and he laughs without any reason. I shake my head
"He has been here for more than four hours, but because security reasons, I didn't let him inside. I even tried to inform you, ,but your phone is switched off" Uncle says
"My phone battery is dead" I say, and Turn to face Rudra. "How do you know that I am living here. Who gave you my address? I asked him and he made a face that I don't like .
"I have my own ways, "he says, and I hit his shoulder while giving him my death glare.
"Here is your parcel", Uncle said, giving me the parcel, which is quite heavy "I didn't order anything",, I say, and he sits on his chair.
