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Part 3
Stepping back sdeterminedly, she clutched tightly on to the loose end of her sari, adjusting nervously, hoping that it didn't come off. Confusion found its way, curious eyes search, and found her soul.
Beads of sweat roll down her bosom. Wide-eyed, still looking at her, she could just tell. Why was she scared when she knew, very well, she wasn't responsible for what happened between them seven years ago?
Motionless and stunned by her total change, he forgot to breathe. Unaware when he'd moved in her direction, he saw her running her hand through her hair, before she grabbed the lower portion of the pleats of her sari above the ground, assuming, not to stumble.
A yellow Competizione 8C appeared right before her.
The driver, tall dark, long-haired…and... and his employee....
Pushkar Shukla...
Edited by Jojo_han - 17 years ago