(1) Beginning of love -Cheesier version of this story. Events in the story are almost similar but slightly over-dramatic and a little unhinged from reality.
(2) Just A Moment - Imagine someone, who hates romance and has never been in a relationship, watch the story of Arnav and Khushi unfold in front of their eyes, and they hate every minute of it. Basically, self roast of my writing. Someone I am really interested in the three of these books.
Please note that the images used in this chapter are not mine, I found them on Tumblr. All credits go to the respective owners.
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(A week later)
Arnav's POV
It was date night tonight, and I had to be on time or else my wife would literally divorce me at this point. She is very very particular about her time. I blame her dad for that.
I took a shower and dressed neat. Yes, I wore the shirt that she got me for my birthday.
And exactly at 7pm, I picked up the call on Skype.
Yes, I got jealous for her phone screen, when she tried to kiss me, over the video call.
Coincidentally, we both made fried rice for ourselves for dinner.
Arnav-
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Khushi-
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(A few days later)
Khushi to Arnav:
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