Chapter Twenty Two

    I'm lying on my belly on the mattress and my chin is resting on the pillow. I peer at my phone. He told me that he'd call. But I can't see it happening. It's turning at eleven o'clock, soon going to be midnight. My eyes are getting heavy. There is no sign of his call. 

     I'm spending my time stewing over what Arnav will be doing, What does it take him so much time? He asked me to make a promise to receive his call but he's missing. 

    I'm mulling over to make him call or not! The problem is it's bothering me. He should make a call yet. I'm bothering to yell at him in anger because he's taking too much time to return the words. I'm acting all weird, I finished my dinner early because I don't want to miss his call. It's stupidity. I'm trying to push him away but I'm attracted to him. It's getting stronger. 

     My feelings are growing stronger. It is a matter of