Red Gown
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She held her red gown up, and strode anxiously, her eyes scanning the ground.
It has to be somewhere, right? It can't just vanish into the thin air. A thought of the clip falling down in the sea came in her mind, but she brushed it off.
If it did, then it's all good. But if it's still in some corner of the cruise, it will be a problem. By no cost she can let someone gets their hands on it. Especially Vansh Raisinghania.
Soon, Riddhima stood in the middle of a busy bar. The metal noise filled the cabin as the bartender was busy in his job. Shades of orange dim lights moving rapidly, made it even more hard to find that little device.
Several eyes were on her.
Before one of the businessmen could come, and offer her a drink, someone stood behind the lady in red gown.
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"Jo dhoond rahi ho, woh mill gaya."
came a deep baritone voice from behind her. Sweat beads formed on her forehead as she clutched her gown tight. Her esophagus twisted in a thousand knots.
Composing herself, she turned around, meeting with a pair of angry eyes. The orbs that held some unknown emotions along with extreme rage.
Her eyes moved down to his fisted hand. When he opened it, she felt all the emotions together. Shock, joy and relief.
Riddhima's hand automatically reached her earlobe, that felt empty.
Seeing her anxious face, he asked
"Toh tum yeh nahi dhoond rahi thi?"
Panic rose up all the way through Riddhima's body.
"N-nahi, main yehi dhood rahi thi! Meri earring hi dhoond rahi thi."
With no reply, he reached out for her delicate wrist, holding it, that wasn't really needed. He kept the small shining stud on her palm.
Quietly thanking him, and her stars, she went away.
Vansh reached his pocket and took out something. He glared at the hair clip that shone be brightly under the dim lights of the bar.
"Mujhe pata hai, sweetheart, tum exactly kya dhoond rahi thi."
Vansh Raisinghania isn't such a fool to not know this wasn't only an accessory but something else.
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