•𝐂hapter 7

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~na jaane kyun tu hee tu dil mein basa hai, tere bina kya jiyoon; bikhra yeh mann kya sitam tu ne hain dhaayephir bhi main kuch na kahoon

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~na jaane kyun tu hee tu dil mein basa hai, tere bina kya jiyoon;
bikhra yeh mann kya sitam tu ne hain dhaaye
phir bhi main kuch na kahoon...

Edha's PoV-

Shanaya and I were on a mission to find her the perfect outfit for my date. My closet was like a jungle of clothes.

We dove in, tossing clothes around, looking for that one perfect outfit. I pulled out a bright red dress, thinking it could be cool. But Shanaya shook her head, saying it was too much for a brunch date.

She wasn't too invested and didn't liked the idea of me going to meet him yet, her choice of clothing was way better than mine so I needed her opinion.

We kept at it, going through shirts, skirts, you name it. Finally, after what felt like forever, Shanaya found this cute mint green floral dress. "Yahi pehen le, konsi teri pehli date hai."
(Wear this, this is not your first date anyways."

"Technically, it is. We're meeting after six freaking months. I wonder how much he has changed." I spoke, delving in my wonderland.

"No, he will still be the same coward ass who would leave you at your worst." Her words pinched my heart. The flashback flooded back, the nights, haunted memories mocked me. My eyes moistened with horror, a tear escaped trickling down my face.

"Sorry Edha, I didn't mean to hurt you." She embraced me in a hug. It calmed my anxiety down. I sometimes wonder where I would be in life if I didn't have Shanaya and Reyaan. I would die, literally. I could've died if they didn't save me. I owe them my life.

Reaching the café's address he texted, I prayed to God. Wishing everything would be okay.

"Edha, I still don't have a great feeling about this. It's my intuition, it's saying something." I understand her concern, because of what happened seven years ago. I've not been able to move on from that, we all haven't.

"Shanaya, it will be okay. I am sure, he wouldn't hurt me this time." I say holding her shoulders, still an unsettling fear envelops me because of her intuition, it's never usually wrong. "I will be alright." I end and step down the car.

I sit inside the café, waiting for him to come. It was oddly empty.

I perused the menu on the table, selecting his favourite food that he would love when he'd come. The aroma of everyone's coffee and bread salivated my mouth.

"Good morning, ma'am. Would you like to order?" A waiter dressed in a crisp white and black uniform approached me.

"No I'm waiting for someone." I answered back politely and he walked away after nodding.

I checked my phone with a notification of Shanaya's name on it. I tap on it revealing the chat.

Babygirl: Is everything alright?

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