Chapter Eight

He pulls the chair and gestures to me to sit. I stop the urge to roll my eyes. I could feel all eyes on me. I sit on it immediately. I'm not prepared for another unwanted questions round. My friends won't allow me to breathe easily if they get a hint of any stunt between us. I can see, there are worried faces after dropping the news of his wedding. I'm flawlessly fine with it. I have realised that he isn't essential to me anymore, the day he broke my heart, the day he laid his hand on someone else. I don't want anyone to hurt me. I don't wanna give them more uneasiness because of me. I want to end the dinner peacefully. 

       My friends haven't come into the room yet. It is a matter of concern. They must be planning something. They are troublemakers. But I want some time for myself. My mind is occupied with Arnav. I don't know, how will I spend this entire week with him under the same roof? He pecked me on the plane. What