CHAPTER 17: RED ROSES

I perfectly fulfilled my obligations as time passed. Darsh and I pretended to be a couple deeply in love as we attended several interviews and parties. Every time we told somebody about our fictional love story, I cringed.

Unless I went out for a party or interview, I stayed at home and wandered around the house to pass my time, as I wasn't allowed to go out without Darsh.

The moment I named it, everything I needed at home materialised. And the unhealthily sick life seemed like a prison.

Darsh didn't think twice about treating me like a prisoner because he was so self-conscious about his image.

Sometimes, I just called my parents, Mandira, and talked to them for hours, or I would sit on the roof and watch the world go by. I wanted to talk to Sushant, who was abroad. Darsh departed early and came back after midnight. However, we ate dinner together. The only times I could see him were at breakfast and dinner.

Thus, I stayed up late every night for him and awoke early every morning.

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