~pari~ part 64 page 133 july 25th - Page 25

PART 51

They won't work on me anymore.
jiji gave her a shocked look.

It looked at like jiji would just slap the hell out of her.. But jiji has never raised her hand.. Forget hand not even her voice .. or said anything to her. Even when she lost her temper on jiju. But then why her jiji had to ball her fists. But Jiju held her firmly by the waist.
Then she spoke bitterly there is a good chance you will recover from this memory loss. And assure you .. you would regret it if you go down this path.

She spoke confidently - Remember I am Geet Handa ..I'll take full responsibility for all my actions. I have lived all my life without a man and I am happy. Why would I regret it if I wake up from this, and Maan is gone? Life goes on as usual.
She was surprised to see tears spilled from jiji's eyes. Damn! What has Maan done to her jiji? She stood by her always strong willed. Why is she crying for a that Guy they didn't even know? A guy who doesn't even look like he was brought up in the west. He probably spent his entire life in India. A guy who definitely has a hidden agenda underneath his charm and Greek God looks. Jiji stood up from the bedside and headed for the door. She gave her one angry look and then she slammed the door behind her.

She looked at Tim. He was a good businessman and her best friend. He looked like he was trying his best to understand her, but underneath that calm face of his, She knew he was also raging mad.

She reassured him - I won't regret this. You know me.

Tim smiled bitterly - That's the problem, Geet. I know you too well. And I know that when you do wake up from all this mess, you would wish you never survived this accident at all.
Then he stood up and left without another word.

Great! she sunk on her bed. Now it's her against everybody. What has that guy done to everybody in her life?

She couldn't stop herself drawn back to his mesmerizing eyes, definitely they were unique and mysterious. Suddenly, she wanted to stand an inch away from him, just so she could tell how they sparkled like that. It's something about that electric thing.. That was absorbing and enchanting. And how he has managed to enchant each and everyone around her beyond her understanding. But she intend to change that she was determined. Regardless of whether Jiju was right or not. Regardless of who will be the casualty in the end.

She heard the sound of cute laughter in her ears. She reached out for him and enveloped him in her arms. He down up at her, his chocolate eyes were enchanting her. Wow! So eyes do glitter. And this guy in her arms was beyond handsome.
He wrapped his arms around her neck to squeeze her to him for a passionate kiss. She completely drowned. She lost herself in him. Her heart felt like it was bursting with emotions. Emotions she felt only for the first time in her life.
I love you misty, he whispered she turned into a puddle
She took a deep breath and took in his warm familiar scent. I love you too jaan. She wanted to say, but when she opened her mouth, no words came out.
Then she saw sadness in his eyes. His soul was visible in them. He was sad. And she felt an unfamiliar feeling inside her like she wanted to comfort him and make everything right again, so he could smile that handsome warm smile for her again. She felt like she wanted to kill anybody who would put that sadness in those almond eyes. He doesn't deserve to be sad.

She heard him whisper Come back to me, misty.

And she felt her heart shatter at that very instant. She wanted to pull him into a hug. That he should wait for her. All she wanted to do was be in his arms, want those almonds eyes to pear into her soul, unwrap her desire.. Make her feel alive again.

But when she reached out, there was only darkness. He was gone. But his warm scent lingered in her arms. His memory faded into darkness. And all of a sudden, she feel empty and broken.
She opened her eyes. Light streamed from the window making her uncomfortable. And she realized that it was just a dream. She dreamt of a guy. Who was he, she wasn't sure. She couldn't remember his face, only his sparkling almond eyes and the memory of his warm scent still lingered with her. She remembered how she felt when he held her. It was like she belonged there. She has never felt like that before. Weak vulnerable and yet, it seemed like she was the strongest she could ever be. Different, and yet, complete. Lost and yet, there was nowhere else she wanted to be.

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