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17 -- He is My Fiance.

The engagement had started well and gone well; the main focus for Riddhima in whole event was Armaan, Armaan and Armaan only! No one else existed the moment he held her hand and pulled her out of the car and they graced the event with arm in arm.

Her mom was left behind with her own family and here Riddhima was putting a step ahead to start the build of her own family. Yes, she was forgetting her bitter past for a beautiful future. She was forgiving and forgetting her mom like a page of book that was already read many times… she was making herself get over with it, for last time, and intend not to look back, again. And this moment, it was Padma who wanted to be there for her daughter but today for the first time she felt – she had lost her, lost her forever.

Getting up with smile, she jumped over Muskan, who slept on one side of her and Anjali on other. "I am engaged!" Riddhima howled while rushing to washroom. "Yea yeaa…. Get over it!" Muskan mumbled, hiding her face under duvet.

Coming out of washroom, Riddhima smiled to herself and twirled in room, happily, making a dreamy face. "Armaaaan…" she mumbled dreamingly, and giggled. Rushing to mirror she pouts her lips to find herself cute, "how sweet!" she commented on herself, "we will go for shopping!" Riddhima told

"No we will not! I am sleepy!" Anjali shouted, hitting the bed with her fist, last night engagement event has broken their back – and Riddhima wouldn't realize it because she was queen of event and queen of event don't Work!! Anyhow, Riddhima sat on Anjal's leg, "Please Please Pleasssse!" Riddhima requested.

"Mamamaaa!" Anjali cried, and tried to push her off her legs, "Riddhima!" Anjali scowled finally getting her off her legs, "O.M.Gee Riddhima, you are hell heavy!" Anjali sat on bed while rubbing her leg muscles. "How will Armaan survive with such a heavy girl?" Anjali teased, "Shut up!" Riddhima retorted and sat on bed while dialing a number, "I will call Armaan! He will take me! huh!" Riddhima showed Anjali her tongue and kept the phone on her ear, "ohhhhhh – so much in Loveeee Riddhimaa!" Muskan teased with her back towards them as she lay on bed on her stomach. "shut up Muskan!" Riddhima commented, "Hello, Armaan…. Good morning…" she wished him back, with a smile, "I want to go for shopping…." She told him, biting her lower lips with teeth… "ohhh" her smiling face turned sad when Anjali slammed back on bed with tiredness. "Really? If it's possible – and if it's not it's okay, I will go to shopping some other day…" pause, blushing to herself, "OK I will drop the phone now… hmmm… bye… no… bye, Bye Armaaan…" she scowled, "yeaa me too…" Riddhima replied, "you will take me to shopping don't black mail me okay!" Replied frowning, "Okay fine, you win….! I Love you!" Riddhima spoke and cuts the call.

"I lovvvvee youuu!" Anjali mumbled stretching her legs on bed rolling over, and laying on her stomach, "shurrruuup!" Riddhima smacks Anjali and rush to pick up a dress. "He is coming after an hour!" Riddhima saw her wrist and calculated time. And soon, she rushed to her wardrobe for a perfect dress.

Settling in lounge area with gloomy face Riddhima waited and waited, every second was so heavy on her that she couldn't help but feel sad and scowling, till a sleepy Muskan and Anjali walk down stairs yawning – Riddhima winced silently, knowing they would put salt on wound. Padma was in her room, resting because in morning she and Shahank had gone to see off Dadi and rest to the train station. And she, the Padma didn't have the energy to stay awake anymore…for whatsoever the reason be, while Shahank as usual had gone to his work.

Asking about Riddhima's whereabouts was out of question, and on top Riddhima herself didn't felt like informing, so sadly she was waiting for him to arrive, but to her luck, it had been 2 and half hour and there was no sign of him and on top it his phone was engaged…

"What happened?" Anjali teased, "Your fiance dumped you!" she added, walking pass Riddhima and ruffling her hair, "Anjaaaalii!" Riddhima winced and corrected her hair. Muskan just walk on Anjali's footsteps and on contrary Riddhima scowled and called Armaan again, to hear it ring, "Pick it up Armaan!" She mumbled, but frowned when he cuts the call! Her mouth turned in O shape, and she kept the phone beside her and frowned cursing him under her breathes.

Hearing Horns, she jumped happily and picked her purse, "I am goinnnng!" she told her friends and rushed out smiling, reaching to car she stopped abruptly, to see a girl already settled in the front seat and then her eyes fell on Armaan who was actually wearing the same thing she was wearing, "MY God! What a coincidence!" he commented walking up to her, she smiled and looks down at her attire that matched him perfectly, blue dark jeans and a white loose frock shirt while on other hand he wore a dark blue jeans and a white shirt whose buttons were open, making his toned, shinning chest to her.

He smiled down at her, staring back at her, she smiled back at him, and "you look beautiful…." He whispered, bending down, he pecked her lips – her eyes fell down with shyness as she felt exhaled a deep breath in reciprocate, making him smile more, he moved back, cocking his eyes brows for a response, "kyaa…" she blushed, heat rising around her neck, making her cheek turn red. "compliment me yaar!" he pointed at his attire, "Oh…" she smiled shaking her head, "you look good too…" she replied and walk to car, and took the back seat know the girl was settled in front seat, punching a text message to someone, Riddhima shuddered,

"Riddhima this is Riya… Riya Malhotra and Riya this Riddhima, my Fiance…." He introduced, starting the engine of car, Riddhima replied to Riya's formal hi very politely, but somewhere she didn't like the fact of she settled behind and she in front, she felt Armaan and Riya as her parents as she was smaller in height to both of them and they did look much more grown up then her. At a point she was feeling a bit low with this - but at the same time she told her not to act like a dimwit and be more mature, once in a life.

Turning her face to look outside the window, she heard them, "Riya – I just got the text from Office that papers will be ready after 2 hours, do you want me to drop you somewhere – and you can come up tomorrow to sign it up?" Armaan asked, keeping his phone back in the mobile hold, after reading the text, "Armaan sweetheart, I don't mind to join you two in shopping – if you don't think of me as a bone… I myself am short at cloths, what better day can I get than this to shop with my new boss and his fiance!" Riya spoke, her way of speaking was a bit flirtatious, but that hardly affected Armaan, but Riddhima felt her breathe choke in her throat and stopping her breathe for few seconds – she coughed softly, getting Armaan's attention. She avoided to look at him and preferred to look out. Armaan smirked, and spoke, "we would love to have you on shopping, Riya…" Armaan replied still looking at Riddhima from rear mirror, her face turned to Armaan and she stared back at him through that rear mirror, taking a sigh she diverted her eyes of him.

He just smiled and thought to play along with it to test Riddhima's emotion, more deeply. Anyhow, they reached one of the best mall, it was new for Riddhima because she had came to Mumbai for first time. Riddhima walks beside Armaan looking at shops, stopping by – checking dresses that caught her eyes, but now the interest that she had for shopping was all evaporating like water, as Riya was pulling Armaan by his arm across shops while asking his suggestion for cloths and Armaan promptly kept telling his view about a particular dress.

Riddhima felt really ignored and lame, a tear came off her eyes, which she pushed it away, "stop acting childish!" she mumbled to herself and looks around the Indian dresses, that dummies wore. "Did you find anything?" Armaan stopped behind her, whispering in her ear, she shook her head in reply but didn't look back at him but blankly stared at the dummies and the dresses, "OH Gross! Riddhima you like such clothes!" Riya commented, standing behind them.

"uhm…. No I was… just looking at them…" Riddhima stammered, looking down – she pulls a strand behind her ear, Armaan, who was frowning all the time – first At Riya's attitude and second at Riddhima's so not cool attitude… he actually was waiting for her to dominate him and throw some tantrum over this bitch but Riddhima was acting really stupidly and that flamed him a bit. "Well – haven't you got anything yet! I almost bought 3 dresses with the help of Armaan, Let's go – I want to look up for accessories…" Riya dominated, and began to drag Armaan, while his hand pulled Riddhima along with him.

However, at accessory shop, Riddhima walks around – and sees beautiful bangles – earrings and all, "uhmm…" she stopped finding him yet again behind her, "this is for you…." He moved a sliver chain with A word as a locket in it, she looks down at it, and smiled staring at the pearls embedded in it! "Thank You…" Riddhima mumbled, and turned around to him, he was smiling at her, "you liked it?" he asked, staring in her eyes, he could see a bit sadness in it and he thought the joke was pulled to much but at the same time he was disappointed not to find his hypoactive Riddhima passing tantrums around the place…

"Armaan…" Riddhima hold the courage to speak, "Armaan how is it?" Riya tapped his shoulder and asked about the earring she had placed in her ear, "it's good…!" Armaan replied, and heard his phone ring, he excused and walks out of the shop to receive it.

"I am not going in Riya… I mean, Armaan is here… I mean…" Riddhima stammered, as she saw Armaan's back at them and Riya asking Riddhima to join her in the lingerie shop, while Riddhima had never really went to such place and it really embarrassing for her and top of it – having Armaan around, she knew if he turned around and even saw her in front of this shop, he wouldn't even leave a chance to tease her… and this is the last thing she wanted to be teased about and that to from Armaan.

"Oh Stop being a kid! You soon are going to marry that hot and happening guy out there! How are you going to please him – if you kept acting like an immature kid?" Riya taunted. Riddhima sighed and finally followed Riya inside to have a look at the shop.

Riya picked out few lacy strip dresses, for her nightwear – and keeping it over herself she asked for Riddhima's suggestion, who just kept making faces. "OH thanks to God! Armaan baby, you are here – you fiance it a geek I tell you!" Riya played her tricks, and thought to make a move over Armaan. Armaan frowned at Riya and then looks at Riddhima's whose hand was turned into a fist and her eyes were lowered. "Riya!" Armaan spoke in a firm tone, not loud – normal but with firmness in it. "How is it?" Riya asked, keeping red lingerie over her and posing for Armaan, he took a look of her. "It's good…!" Armaan remarked, he waited for Riddhima to respond now, and after his remark, Riddhima began to walk out – passing by him as she saw – tears almost going to flicker off her eyes, "Fine… I will try it on… before buying!" Riya smiled and rush to changing room, and at that moment – Armaan held Riddhima's wrist and took her to a corner where dresses were hanged in pile, and the shopper keeper was at some other corner of shop; finally finding a wall at a corner, he softly bangs her back on it, he stood in front of her, hide her through his well maintained figure, "Riddhima…" he whispered over her face, she looks up at him and tears drop of her eyes. "let me go! I don't want to talk to you!" she whispered, "Riddhima listen to me please," he requested, winning her heart like always, "kyaa…" she asked, sweetly,

"I want you to show your right on me Riddhima… instead of reacting angrily or a fiance you are crying!" he was interrupted, "You want me to react?" she asked unsure of his statement, "Yes, in whatever way you want – I mean that girl out there is almost drooling over me and you don't even react to whole situation!" Armaan make her realize, "I thought…." She stopped, thinking whether to tell him or not. "you not going to share your thoughts with me Riddhima…" he whispered, bending down, close to her ear, she did notice a disappointment in his voice, and give it to his wish, "I thought… you might find my reaction a bit clumsy and childish – and I though, I should act a bit mature!" she replied, her eyes were close as his captured her earlobe between his lips, she hissed as he softly brought her ear lobe between his teeth, "I hate it when you act! Be what you are… I love you for what you are… Riddhima…" he whispered pushing her hair strands away through his nose…. And kissing her skin behind her ear, she tilted her head with close eyes, enjoying the proximity they were in – until "Ahem Ahem…" Riya spoke; her cough was filled with an annoyance.

"Oh… you done with your shopping," Armaan asked, turning to Riya, "yeaa… isn't Riddhima going to buy one?" Riya asked, "if I want I will buy one when I want! You don't have to worry or get concern about my shopping!" Riddhima stepped in and replied, "Whatever!" pause "Armaan sweetheart, its almost 2 hours! Isn't the papers ready?" Riya concentrated on Armaan, "Yea let me check it…" Armaan replied, and dialed a number, while Riya walk away with shop keeper to get her bills paid.

Riddhima nudged Armaan, with her elbow as soon Riya left, "You were awesome!" he mumbled and spoke to person on phone, Riddhima giggled to herself and began to see lingerie – and making faces at every dress.

"Let's go…" Riya spoke, "Go!" Riddhima replied, "I meant – let's go – we are done at this shop!" Riya retort, "You are done! You go to other and I am not done, so I would stay and find something for me!" Riddhima replied, smiling at her, her smile kept growing wider as the frown began to grow on that ugly face of Riya…

"Fine – me and Armaan would go out – you can stay here…" Riya replied, being big age she was bossing around Riddhima and that was getting on Riddhima's nerve, at first she was tolerating it because of Armaan but Now when Armaan himself had said not to tolerate – so she was ready to have some FUN! And on top she would always be mischievous naughty when Armaan was not around, and for now her eyes couldn't locate him, so…

"Riya… let me remind you! Armaan is my fiance! I know girls like you are dying to get him in your bed, but to your disappointment he won't get in their! Because he is NOT interested in a girl who has ugly legs like you – and look at your plump belly! I mean gosh – I am Shocked how the hell Malik company signed you as a model – You are a pathetic girl! You might have used your body to get this work but when it comes to Armaan, you are not even close to it…" Riddhima ended her speech when she felt contended with the amount of vocabulary she used.

"You! How dare you! I don't have ugly legs! They are so pretty! I am NOT plump! You bitch! Armaan would be so disappointed by marrying you! You don't even have dressing sense! A little tiny winy creature. He would use you throw some money on you and leave you alone!" Riya walk up to her, speaking every word with hatred in it, "and this marriage is all part of his game! A person from a royal family! Can never be happy with one girl! Get this straight if today you are his wife tomorrow someone else will be his wife!" pause "so stop jumping over things that are soon going to get over!" Riya spoke.

"Shut Up! He loves me a lot! He would never cheat me! Stop acting like a pimp! And get lost!" Riddhima shouted, crying as she remembered how her father, Veer used her mother just for his pleasure! She cried out while Riya chuckled, Armaan came rushing to them – he had surely heard everything – but still waited for Riddhima to handle it herself but seeing her cry, he simply rushed up to her, "Riya!! If you want to work for our company – you need to apologize to my fiance! You have crossed your limits! Don't forget we are still not under contract! I can still throw you out, how dare you speak to her like this? Your are employee act one – she is YOUR Boss as I am !!! no one dare to speak like this to Riddhima, Do you get that?" Armaan raged over her, "Do you get that Ms. Malhotra!" Armaan shouted, getting the attention of other couple, "Yes… Mr. Malik…"Riya replied, with her head bowed, "And I am sorry Riddhima…" Riya replied, finding her never started career almost ending due to her stupidity. "Riddhima Ma'am!" Armaan corrected her, "yes, Sorry Riddhima Ma'am!" Riya mumbled "you can come tomorrow to office, to sign papers, for now leave!" Armaan replied, while holding a crying Riddhima in his arms, all the while.

Getting to a isolated place, a park, which was almost empty due to afternoon times, they both took a place under a tree on a bench, holding on to each other's hands, and looking at the kids, who were playing under the hot sun, at such hour, "You need to change yourself Riddhima, life doesn't work out this way, today I am here… tomorrow if I am not around you?" he looks at her, he sighed as he knew they had to speak about this… she had to understand and at least be as Anjali and Muskan were, he knew both of them were very much capable of taking care of themselves, that is why they are away from their houses, families and are still confident and if he thinks of Riddhima in their place, he would be 101% sure that she won't be able to do so, and one of the example is that she didn't stepped up against the rude behavior of her family for once.

Anyhow, life had passed on – he would make sure, she doesn't meet them, and if she does, he shall be with her. But what about when he is out for work, or out of city, how is she going to take care of herself and act more boldly, and confidently, she can't always leave the hope of trying and end up crying, "Crying is not a solution to every problem…. You have to stand up for your rights and for people who are yours…" he continued talking to her while she kept on hearing.

"Armaan… I tried today…" she spoke, her voice was cracking, he moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him, she kept her head on his chest, "I know…. And I loved how you insulted her…" he lighten up the atmosphere, her hands reached around his waist , circling it – she fisted his shirt in her palm, "am I really not worthy enough for you?" she asked, "heeyy…" he spoke, in a whispering voice, "I am offended here, it use to be me who thought that I am not worthy enough for an angel like you!" he saw her head tilting up to look at her, while he look down at her, with immense love. "You would never hurt me na Armaan…. Never cheat me or leave me," she pressed her eyes close, tightly, waiting for his response, "never…" he whispered, pecking her lips, he probed her in the kiss that she replied, with it – he kept assuring her – soothing her with his love, parting away he pulled her closer over his lap and kissed her more passionately,

"hawwwwwwwwwwwww" Riddhima pushed Armaan away and stood up to see who it was, she was shocked to see girls and boys, of 8 to 9 year old in front of them, with bats and balls in their hand, "Oyee…!" Armaan got up, glaring at the kids, "go away….!" Armaan scolded them, "Kyu Uncle…! Kya ho raha tah yahan? Hmmm?" a kid teased Armaan, cheekily. "teri tou!" Armaan began to walk up to him, "Mama ko bulaun(call) – I would love to see you getting beaten up!" the boy retorted, keeping the bat over his shoulder, with an attitude as Armaan stopped in his place, realizing they were making out in a public – family place and he would surely be beaten by people, Riddhima giggled at his scared face, "What! You are having fun!" Armaan glared at her, "*Giggling* Armaan you look so scared!" she replied, kids walk up to her, "yeaa Right!" Armaan pulls his arms up in defeat, "Hello…" a girl walks up to Riddhima, telling her to come down at her height, which Riddhima did, "your boyfriend is really hot… I wish to get one when I grow old…" the girl whispered to Riddhima whose eyes were almost popping out, with the way the little girl spoke, "what? Don't worry… I won't steal him from you!" Girl spoke again, giggling while keeping a hand over her mouth, Riddhima's eyes went up to Armaan, Armaan himself was confused, passing a suspicious look to Riddhima and that girl… "ohhhkay…. Lets go Riddhima…" Armaan pulls Riddhima up, "Byee kids…" Riddhima sweetly waved, and bending down to that same girl she whispered, "he is My fiance, girl – I won't let you steal me…. I love him a lot!" Riddhima told her, both giggled and kissed each other on cheek.

"What was that little girl saying?" Armaan asked, "Nothing… that you should know!" Riddhima replied, smiling to her – the kids and their moment had pushed away the bad moment of the day. Rather it had made her love enhance more as she always found him when she needed a support; her love for him was immensely increasing with every minute of a day! "See a small girl can't be talking about honeymoons and romance that you can't share it with me!" Armaan remarked only to get a smack from her, "I am driving Riddhima, if you hit me tou the car might get misbalance," he added, "Armaan… I am in good mood! Don't irritate me!" she huffed softly and looks at the beautiful weather, "ohhhoo Good mood is it because of that kiss that we just shared…!" Armaan teased her more, "Arrmaaaan!" she winced

"Okay fine baba… Don't cry now!" he retorted, showing her tongue, he concentrated on driving, pulling the hand break at a signal, "tell na Riddhima what did that little girls said!" Armaan asked, annoyed by the silence, "uff….! She said that I have got a hot boyfriend…. And she wishes to have one like you once she gets old! And I shouldn't be worried because she is too small for you…!" Riddhima replied, giggling at girls word, Armaan laughed after listening to it, "oh my god! Kids!" Armaan replied to it, chuckling, "yeaa…. Kids… she is even faster than me Armaan!" Riddhima chuckled. "Yea that I agree… and what did you replied to her then…." He asked, remember Riddhima sharing something with the girl,

"I told her that you are my fiance and I love you so there is no chance for her to steal you from me…." Riddhima told him, avoiding his gaze that was on her, "let's go Armaan…. Signal is green!" Riddhima told, "uhm… Yeaa!" Armaan shook his head, grinning to himself he drove while looking at her from time to time.

Reaching her house, "I am sorry, our shopping got spoiled today, but tomorrow we will shop alone and buy lots of things okay…" Armaan held on to her hand, stopping her from going… "Its okay Armaan… you don't have to come tomorrow… anyways, come on it, have lunch then go…" she spoke, "Ohkay, but at least let me get a kiss, or else afterwards I won't be able to as your papa won't leave a chance to upturns a coin about my current business!" Armaan shifted closer to her, "Armaan abhi nahi…p lease… " she replied, pushing herself back, getting her head banged with the glass window, "Abhi nahi tou phir kabhi Riddhima…" he teased, blowing ear on her face, "Koi dhek lega Armaan… please," she pleaded, getting scared what if Shahank saw…

"shh…hhh…." He whispered, capturing her lips with his by pressing it together, with love and passion, he could hear her moan as he cuddled her body through his hand, pulling her closer and closer through waist, she hissed as her body kept on brushing with his every time probed his lips over her, she tried to push him away, for the sake of nothing but at least breathes… but he being stubborn, holds her palm and pushed it down, plucked her rose petals, one after the other, she scowled his name, as she felt his lips kissing her chin, dipping down and kissing her perfect, slender neck, he replied, moaning out her name, while pleasuring her nap by his teeth, she hissed and pushed herself up, "sorry…" he looks at her, with a puppy face, that melted her heart – it always melted her, she could never react after his cheeky habit, "Armaan… let me… go please…" she breathed heavily, her chest was walking all the way up and falling down, "okay… jao…" he abruptly opened the door, making her go misbalance as her back was holding on to the door only. "gottcha!" he replied, holding her hands and pulling her straight.

Getting in the house, she saw people rushing from one corner to other, "kya ho raha hai, Yahan Armaan?" she asked, still holding on to his hand, he just shuddered, and saw Padma scolding a servant, "ask Padma aunty… there she is…" Armaan pointed at Padma…

"hmmm…" Riddhima sighed and walk upto her, leaving Armaan to follow up, "Mom…. Kya ho raha hai?" Riddhima asked, frowning, "Riddhima vo… oh Armaan!" Padma smiled at him, "Hello Aunty, why is your home being decorated ? all of sudden…!" Armaan asked, "Oh, your parents called once hours back saying that they had decided the date to be 15 march, and that it almost around the corner! Shahank said, that he is okay with it – either the wedding is taken with in a month or 15 days!" Padma exclaimed happily to the couple, Armaan simply nodded and excused her, smilingly. While Riddhima was shocked,

"15 march? My… birthday? Armaaan?" she looks up at, mortified, "hardly 10 days left Armaan! Did you do this?" Riddhima asked, worried, "yes…" pause, "come with me," Armaan walk up to the room, "Armaan no, its dad's room!" Riddhima stopped him, "Fine… lets go up stairs," Armaan pulled her hand, while rushing upstairs, smiling, reaching her room, he pulls her in – locks the door, He caught her wrists and twisted them at her back, that brought her even more close to him she lowered her gaze, with shyness, "You did this for me…. For my happiness… hai na Armaan…." Riddhima asked as sweet tears formed in her eyes, "Hmmmm… I couldn't see you crying… me and Anjali had decided that your birth day shall be our wedding day, itself when you found out the truth about your past… we – I couldn't see you in soo much pain, I had to take you out from this hell as soon as possible…" Armaan whispered, kissing her eyes, separating tears away from her eyes, "shh…. Don't cry," he bent and kissed her cheek… "I Love you Armaan…" she turned her face and kissed his cheek, making him smile widely, his hold got tight on her wrist, that made her bang on to him more… she saw him grinning, "chodo mujha…" she whispered know if he started then he is not going to end it soon… following his she found it on her trembling lips…

Feeling the passion increase, as Armaan probed her to open up, which she did after a while… the kiss continued for the time being, till she got out of breathe and separated her lips, heaving breathe, "Armaan…" she whispered, as she twisted, withered in his hold while he continued showering her with his love for her, kissing her ear, and neck, making her loose herself in his passion yet again, but an unreal cough brought them back to world – and Armaan turned around to see, Anjali stepping out from the washroom, "what are you doing here?" Armaan asked, "I was freshening up, to be precise… look at me… I was bathing!" Anjali sarcastically spoke, "And please, don't mention what you two were doing… I just saw it through my criminal eyes! Already!" Anjali added.

"Whatever Anjali! As if you and Atul don't kiss… and between she is My fiance – I can kiss her down in lounge too!" Armaan taunted and retorted,
yea Right, Riddhima will kill you first and then herself! If you do so!" Anjali rebuked. "Armaan Anjali stop it yaar!" Riddhima said, getting embarrassed over a kiss, "no she would enjoy it, Right Riddhima!" Armaan asked Riddhima, "Armaan!!!" Riddhima glared at him "go right noww! Byee!" Riddhima holds his hand and pulls him out of the room, "go…" Riddhima emphasized, blushing badly, "Acha Ridddhima, Suno…" he saw her going in the room back as he turned to go, "Kya hai Armaan…" she asked, "ek minute yaar important baat hai…" Armaan said, seriously, "hmmm…" she turns and look up at him, waiting for him to speak, he bents, "I love you…" and kisses her cheek, "byeee!" he rushed down stairs, as she stayed at her position, stunned, shaking her head she went back in the room, smiling to herself, "Pagal…" she whispered, smiling to herself...............

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OKay, i am Not happy with the outcome of this part, i just hope you atleast like it🤢! anyhow, this is a longer update than usual(16 pages😛) i hope uh don't get bored!