Playboy vs Loveguru
She trailed off, struggling for words.
"So?? What?" Garv challenged, his tone dripping with arrogance.
"Rude. Cruel. Unkind," Roohi said finally, her voice breaking. She grabbed her bag. "I don’t think I can do this anymore. I have a headache. I’d like to go home."
Garv sputtered, trying to form a response, but Roohi was already walking away.
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The cool night air brushed against my face as I spotted Roohi standing near the curb, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She looked so small, so vulnerable. My chest tightened, anger simmering just below the surface as I thought about Garv’s disgusting behavior.