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This damn dori... Sona muttered as she struggled to untie the dori of her rather revealing black blouse.
Her mother had forced her to wear something "nice" because they were going to have a guest come over. She never clarified who the guest exactly was, though. With scrunched eyebrows and a scowl, Sona reluctantly put on the saree, adorning her ears with matching jhumkas.
Sona wanted to bolt herself in her bedroom when she found out their expected guest was actually a prospective groom for her. "Mom, I just had a breakup. What's the hurry? Why are you guys doing this to me?" Tears streaming down her face, Bijoy held his beloved daughter by her shoulders. "Beta, he is a nice boy. Just meet him." Sure, Rithwik was a nice man. He was a family friend, Sona remembered playing with him as a kid. But that's all he would ever be for her, a friend.
As she stood in front of her bedroom mirror, she couldn't help but laugh at herself. The last time she had wore a saree was for the man whom she loved more than herself.
Mr. Dixit.
That's all he was for her now- a piece of her past. A beautiful past that she could never let go, no matter how hard she tried.
She was broken out of her reverie with a sudden push of her bedroom doors.
"Good thing you're here Elena, could you help me open this?" Sona turned around to find the man she was just thinking about, standing right in front of her. Dripping wet, eyes red as hell.
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Hey guys, this is just an extension of the SBS segment from 2 days ago. Sorry this is so short 😆