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"Sir, meri sadai ek hafte me hori he. Me jate hu ki humari puri team aa payenge uskelie." Riya said to Rathore. "I hope you can all make it?" Riya hopefully glanced at her team, her gaze lingering a second longer on a tall rugged man with dark eyes, and a mysterious face. Arjun. The reason she was getting engaged. "Ri? How? When? Where? Why? How?" a nerdy man asks. "Ha Ri, tumne to hume bataiya hi nai?" asked a burly man. "Chotu, Shree, mujhe pele se patatah-" Arjun shot her a murderous glance, "Par, mujhe chaiye tha ki suprise reyga." "Oh." Shree replied, shooting a glance at Chotu. Rathod interrupted the awkward silence with a cough. "Ha RIya, zarur hum sab ayenge?" he said before anyone could protest. Riya's face lit up with a smile so sweet Arjun's heart hurt. "Oh thanks! Acha, me chalti hu. Bye." Rathor, Shree, and Chotu exchanged glances.
Raj had given Riya a second chance. He had agreed to marry her, and the two were inseperable ever since. Riya only agreed with one though flashing through her mind. Arjun. Arjun. Arjun. How he was so sad, mysterious, angry, arrogant, yet Riya loved him. She sat in her car, letting a few tears roll down her cheeks, remembering the looks of loathing he gave her. He had toyed with her heart. The day she was dancing at the wedding, how he had pulled her, her heart leaping. But alas, she was only told to retrieve a key. Stop. She thought. Stop thinking about him. It'll only make it worse. She pulled up in front of her house. As she opened the door, her fingers fumbled. A pair of strong arms snaked around her waste. Arjun
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