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Chapter 17
I am sleepy as hell. Last night after Ayan left I didn't finish the movie I just wrapped myself in blankets and dived in the ocean of thoughts It was really fun with Ayan. Honestly, I forgot why I was upset. He is such a good person to be with. The train of my thought shifted to the person who suddenly wanted to have chat with me after years. I really don't want to face him again, he just reminds me that how much of a fool I was or How we were before he turned into an asshole.
----------------------------------------------1 year before
I was waiting for him. He knows I will be pissed if he doesn't show up. I heard a roar of the engine and here came Mr. I am always late. Ammar took off his helmet in an overly dramatic way mirking.
"Hey best friend how are you" he poked my cheeks. I know it is difficult to bear with him but we are best friends since we were in elementary school. I was also stuck in the same hi
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" Hayat can you drop me at the office "" Why? where is your car " she asked without looking at me, She was studying files of her new case. We were all having breakfast except Hayat who was busy working. I gave Hayat a weird look when I saw her work because she was the one who made the NO PHONE DURING BREAKFAST rule.I was just going to answer but the doorbell disturbed me. Noori went to get the door and came back followed by Ayan. What is he doing here I didn't know he was coming. He looks so awesome dressed fully formal white shirt and formal pants. I kept my droll inside and internally shook my head.Bad anam, really bad"Salam everyone, good morning " Ayan stared at me before sitting beside Hayat."Walekum Asalam, good morning" I raised an eyebrow at him. Noori brought a plate of steaming Poha and a cup of tea for him and settled beside me continuing her breakfast. Hayat was still in her files she don't even notice Ayan is sitting there.
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