"Sanchi, hi." He glanced at the car and realization dawned on him. It was my car. "It's your car." Snapping out of the daze, he came towards me. "What are you doing here?" "I should be asking. Why are you here and in that uniform?" Sheepishly, he scratched his head and said, "I don't do this job if you're thinking. My friend, David, had to go out with his little sister. And this job is his home income. So, I just took his shift." "You took it?" I practically shouted. Day by day he was shocking me with his actions. Every time I saw him, it was like seeing a whole new person. And I didn't know what to think about it. He was changed. Too much changed. And the thing which confused was should I accept this Dhruv or miss the one which I had lost to the world?

Shrugging his hands off, I was going to my room when I heard dadi speaking, "She has ruined my son's life.""Dadi enough!" Rakshit exclaimed. I didn't pay any attention. I was too numb to feel anything and walked back to my room. Closing the door, I sank on my knees and shook to cry, but no tears came out and embraced me. I wanted the weight to be lift out of my heart. I didn't want to feel the burden. I didn't want to feel guilty for ruining my dad's life. I didn't want to feel guilty for anything."Why nobody trusts me?!" I mumbled and thrived to cry. I wanted the storm to break out and leave me. Just leave me alone with everything and cry until my eyes dried and I could put myself together up after breaking on the floor.Why didn't dad listen to me? He always did.

My heart throbbed with the sentence. He still loved her. Nodding, I cut the call and put the phone back to its place. It was of no use arguing with him. If he didn't want to take it, then he wouldn't take.   Ria slept with the bottle in her mouth only. Dhruv took it out and placed her back in the crib. We weren't going to go to the studio today. Piyush had said us to come early tomorrow in the morning and he would take us somewhere tomorrow and that for today, we should see how to get the dresses ready.   "Do you want to eat?" I shook my head. "I'm eating and so you're eating too." He started walking out of the room and I chased him out of the room to deny his offer. I wasn't hungry. Without spinning around, he said, "Don't say anything. I know you haven't eaten anything since Saturday night."   The night when I slept with him telling me a story. I was shocked to see he hadn't cut the call even when I had slept. The call

Widening my eyes, I read it again. Going back, I saw more messages were like this. Some were similar, and some were blaming and calling names which didn't knock my head ever. Anger was what I felt at first. Blazing fury to throw this phone against the wall and then track the persons and break his fingers, and never message someone like this. Never message anything like this to Sanchi ever. "Dhruv, my phone." Snapping out of the anger, I saw Sanchi was standing there in front of me with a beaming smile. Strands of hair were covering her face, but she used her fingers to pull them back. "My phone." The texts reminisced, and the anger invaded again with the fire ready to explode. She took it from my hands and saw what I was seeing. Her smile collapsed, and blank face became her new veil. She didn't dare to pull her eyes up when asked, "why did you do it? You don't see someone messages. Don't you know privacy?" 

I turned on the heater of the car. The cold was high rocketing as the days passed. I circled my arms around my body and rubbed my hands on them to generate some of the warmth. I hated winters. They were so cold.  You say same about summer. I rolled my eyes at my subconscious. It was right. I hated summer too. It was too hot. Why couldn't the temperature of Delhi could be same like Mumbai? Moderate. Not so cold not so hot. I remembered the last school trip of school to Mumbai and how much I loved the water passing through my feet, soaking them. Waves and crashes of sea ringing in my ears. Walking barefoot on the sand. It was a worth going trip . "Sanchi, turn off the heater."  "It's cold, stupid." Abhi outward his hand and switched it off. And I turned it on and put my hands in front of