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Afsaus! My foot!
What was the bloody gold digger implying, when she said he would feel sorry.
Who did she think she was!
Till the results came, he had believed her like a fool. He had disregarded Ila's warnings, and gone by what his heart told him. He felt like laughing at himself now. What kind of a moron had he been, to remotely even feel friendly to a girl he thought, had been blackmailed into a situation! How stupid and unprofessional, and what an irony that she thought she could still use him. Seriously, what did she take him for!
His fault, entirely! He couldn't explain himself so well, either. How expertly she had played the victim card, and how he had fallen for her tomboy style! Bhaukaal!
He remembered how her casual goodbye had irked him the night before her supposed escape from Lal Mahal. He had felt like he was losing a trusted friend - the deep-rooted connect you feel when you made friends in the innocence of childhood. It was so disappointing, she could just wave him off, with a 'goodbye and welcome home anytime' . What had he expected! He was not sure about that either. It just had been a hard hitting sense of loss. If she didn't feel the same amount of trust and friendship - well, that made perfect sense too. She was not planning on leaving anyway, right?
He never had much of an opinion on women as such. Most of them were looking for a secure life, and he had no problem so long as they found the perfect idiot who would provide them just that. For once, he had found a girl who didn't dress up to impress anyone, seemed to have a personalty... And well, it turns out, even that was too much to expect! Women just made you feel like an idiot, even if you evaded the honeytraps!
Even the seemingly level headed ones were a little puzzle of their own, and he had no patience for all this!
What new drama was this, playing the detective now. When did she go from victim to witness! Before she changed colours, she could at least explain why she did what she did, leading him on like that. Of course, he knew. She was carrying out Satrupa's orders. And now, she expected him to blindly follow him into the next track her fake mother had written. He had been misled enough!
The little dumb gypsy! Did she have any idea what she had gotten herself into, selling herself to Satrupa like that! And now, it was upto him to set her as a bait, as well as guard her.
How good it would be to wrap up this case and deliver the little vixen to her precious Banaras, or even jail! Easier said than done. And he had his own ideas for Lal Mahal as well. This was the time to wait and watch, for the next move from Lal Mahal. Enough of friendships and distractions! Never again was he ever going to feel sympathy for any of his suspects, no matter how innocent and brave and genuine they looked!
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