9~ She doesn't have a boyfriend!

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-Aranya Iyer-



My alarm went off at 6 am. Wiggling out of my warm duvet I made my way towards the bathroom. Once done with brushing I went for a warm shower. It was the last week of October and cold was just creeping in so a warm shower was a must these days.

Wrapping my towel around my body I chose my clothes for my day. I hated this and I think every girl would agree on this. Brushing my thoughts away I changed into a white and black crop top and flares and waddled downstairs for breakfast.

Aranya's look

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Aranya's look

Today Linda wasn't there so I quickly served myself some cereal. I heard a chair screech near me and found Vihan taking a seat next to mine.

"Where's my breakfast?" He uttered in a husky voice.

"You can prepare it yourself!" I shrugged off.

"You ain't supposed to eat whole of my cereal." I cocked up an eyebrow.

"I'm your wife now so I'm supposed to!"

He glared at me and got up and ducked his head into the fridge pulling out the carton of milk. He shuffled through the cabinet and smiled grabbing his cereal. A bright smile flashed through his sexy morning face.

Typical kiddo!

I stole a glance at him. He looked hot in his burgundy suit and white shirt, the sleeves giving a good view of his flexed arms.

 He looked hot in his burgundy suit and white shirt, the sleeves giving a good view of his flexed arms

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Vihan's look

"Thanks!" He caught me staring at him.

Shit!

"Huh?"

"For saving this!" He showed me the package.

"My pleasure!"

I stuffed the food into my mouth looking everywhere but at Vihan. He came and sat across mine as he gave me a small smile. We were eating together without a word. He behaved somewhat different than other days or who would think we would eat in silence without cursing each other. Once done, I washed the dishes and glad he helped them pat dry with the kitchen towel.

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