Playboy vs Loveguru
Vihan's POV
I came back and saw that Siddh was sitting in a quiet corner, sipping black coffee and scrolling through his phone, while Parshav was still occupied with Raj and Myra. I decided to confront him—subtly, of course. I slid into the seat across from him, my movements casual and controlled but my heart pounded with an unfamiliar urgency.
“Hey.”
He looked up, surprised but not unwelcome. “Vihan. What’s up?”