Vyan Sharma

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Vyan
"Vyan.."
"Addya, I..."
Before the man could complete his sentence, Addya frantically made her way to her car, leaving him the sentence hanging in mid air.

The coat hanging over his shoulders, Vyan Sharma was startled by the sudden appearance of his...what? What would he call him? His love? Did he ever had the right? He had failed to protect her in her worst times, he had left him~compulsion? Was the compulsion so necessary?

"Mr Sharma, let's go inside,"Mr Kapoor spoke as he stepped out of the lawn, "Yeah,sure,"Vyan spoke , his eyes yet lingering on the disappearing car."Mr Sharma,are you looking for something,"Mr Kapoor spoke as he steeped out into the exquisite lawn .

Vyan nodded his head and made his way towards the house.

The dinner was spent silently with occassional businees talks . " Mr Sharma,I am quite sorry for the inconvenience caused but the surgeon had to leave for some work. " Mr Kapoor spoke as he threw away the tissue " Mr Kapoor , I do really need the surgeon by today," Vyan spoke ,his voice , quavering with the palpable tension evident.Mr Kapoor thought for sometime, put his white coat and sigalled his wife and Vyan to follow.

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