Chapter 49: I Miss You

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She turned on her phone as soon as it finished charging,and was immediately flooded with a list of missed calls and text messages. Most of them were from Parth.

Shehnaaz felt a little strange looking at all the missed calls and messages. She had never before had someone pine after her like this. It was
completely new to her.

She read the messages, one by one, in the order they had been sent.

“Sana, where did you go?”

“Sana, give me a call if it’s convenient for you.”

“Sana, if you can’t call me, you can just text me back.”

“Or you could send an email. Please don’t leave me hanging.”

“Sana, we’ve only been apart for 36 hours and 12minutes, but I look in the mirror and I can see my hair going
white. For the first time in my life, I understand what they mean when they say, ‘every minute without you feels like an eternity.'”

“I just had dinner with my family. It was a big, noisy dinner with lots of people, but to me it was like getting lost in a busy city. I feel so detached and removed from the hubbub and merriment around me. All I want is to be with you,forever and ever.”

“I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.”

“Shehnaaz Gill.”

The last message was made up entirely of her name,repeated over and over again.

“Shehnaaz Gill, Shehnaaz Gill,
Shehnaaz Gill…”

It seemed to go on forever.

With her chin resting on top of the doll in her arms, Shehnaaz silently thought to herself that Parth was not the typical prodigal son waiting to inherit a family fortune;he was a thoughtful and sophisticated man. He wrote
eloquently—even his text messages were a joy to read.

Her finger hovered uncertainly over her phone before finally dialing his number.

“Sana? You’re back?!” The phone had rung only once before Parth’s voice sounded from the other end of the line. It was obvious that he had been waiting for her to call.

Shehnaaz was a little touched by this. She gave a faint“Yes”, then said in a  gentle voice, “we had a visitor, and I
followed them up to the mountains afterwards, where they lived, because they insisted on hosting me. The signal was really bad up there.” She felt sorry for lying to him.

Parth let out a long sigh of relief. He was in his car,driving.

“I’m on my way back to school. Do you want me to pick you up?”

He did not bother to hide the joy in his voice. He had been in a gloomy mood the whole weekend, but now the
clouds had dispersed, the sun was shining again, and the warmth of Spring was upon his heart—all because of a single phonecall from Shehnaaz.

Parth’s offer was too tempting to pass up. Shehnaaz found herself unable to refuse.

She really did not want to stay here tonight, all alone.

In the past, Sidharth had occasionally left her alone over the weekend when he had to deal with some urgent business. She had not felt lonely those times, however.

She had believed, deep down, that it didn’t matter if he was away, because he was always going to come back here, to this apartment, in the end.

This week, however, she had felt that Sidharth was drifting further and further away from her.

Shehnaaz’s hesitation lasted for only a few seconds. She then asked, “Would it be convenient for you to pick me up?”

She did not think she would be able to sleep here, all on her own. She would actually get a better night’s sleep back in her dorm room, even with all the noise from her roommates.

Parth was happy to hear this; he quickly turned the steering wheel and drove towards Andheri Precinct, where Shehnaaz lived. He said, “I’ll be there in about 20 minutes.Around ten o’clock, I think.”

Shehnaaz stepped away from the window sill. “I’ll wait for you at the gate.”

She went to the bathroom and had a quick, no-nonsense,10-minute bath. Then she packed her things, and walked out the door with a backpack and a small suitcase.

Sidharth was in his study; he had just finished his work. He looked at his watch, and found that it was almost
ten o’clock.

He got out his phone, but did not call Shehnaaz because he thought she might be asleep. Instead, he called the Special Ops personnel who was secretly watching over Shehnaaz.

Ever since Shehnaaz had gotten into trouble two weeks ago, Sidharth had secretly increased her security
detail.

Shehnaaz’s secret bodyguard had been selected from the Special Operations Forces; this was only natural, owing tothe fact that their leader, Sidharth Shukla, was her guardian.

Her bodyguard took the call from Sidharth; he said,quietly, “Miss Gill just exited the precinct. She’s standing atthe gate. She appears to be waiting for someone.”

“Who’s she waiting for, at this hour?” Sidharth turned on his computer; his cursor hovered over a certain
executable file for a moment, before finally moving away. He did not run the special program.

The bodyguard on the other end was about to reply that hedidn’t know, but then he turned and saw a Buick pull up infront of Shehnaaz. Someone got out from the car: it was Shehnaaz’s class representative, Parth Patel.

The bodyguard quickly reported what he had seen to Sidharth. “It appears that Miss Gill has been waiting for her
Class Rep, Parth Patel.”

Sidharth hung up at this. He threw his work phone onto the desk, and walked out to the balcony. There, he lit a cigarette and kept it between his
fingers. while he put on his
custom-made, multi-function bluetooth headset. With it, he finally called Shehnaaz with an outside line.

Shehnaaz was inside Parth’s car, chatting amiably with him, when she suddenly heard her phone ring and
vibrate furiously.

She looked down, and saw that it was
an incoming call from Sidharth.

She did not think Sid would personally call her this late in the night. She assumed it was Deepak.

Shehnaaz accepted the call with a lazy swipe of her finger,and said, “Hello?”

It was late, past her usual bed-time. Her voice was therefore a little lower than usual, a little more alluring and seductive.

It was not deliberate, however; her voice was just naturally like that.

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