‘Don’t you worry; i’ll take care of it’
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Samaira wasn't your ‘typical beautiful’ girl, but she exuded
a charm, that one would be drawn to her. Charismatic, magnetic, friendly, were
few of the adjectives her friends used to describe her. Her eyes were her most
mesmerizing feature they'd say.
She had known Gautam for over 5 months. It was ‘Love’ ,as
they put it. He just couldn’t stay away from her. His days were empty without
her presence. He used to shower her with gifts, however, she never used to
accept any of it.
Gautam, found her mysterious, and used to always find her
‘talking in riddles’.
He was leading a very successful life, and held a secret
very close to his heart, he ensured Samaira was and never would be aware of it
– He was a married man, or rather ‘Happily Married’ , as the society perceived
it to be.
‘Hamari mulaqaat ek ittefaq thi’ , he used to often tell
Samaira. For it was a coincidence, or rather destiny placed them together that
day. He had finished his workout and was headed to the elevator. The doors were
almost going to close, when he saw her running towards the elevator, and he
promptly held open the door, for her....... Aur phir kya ‘Destiny’.
Samaira was shit scared of the Dark, and clung on to him
when they were plunged into Darkness. Her close proximity , sent shivers down
his spine. Her wet hair, coupled with
her perfume , made him want her.
‘I’m sorry I’m scared of the dark’, she mumbled…
