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[I will write later, you think for meThen I will write Sheen and you will lose your sleep.Whenever I write something, something happens to you.I will write love to you and it will happen to you.]
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As the sun stretched its golden fingers through the curtains, coloring the room in shades of warmth, Anika stood in front of her mirror, her reflection a canvas waiting for its artist's touch. She smoothed out the fabric of her blouse, the soft cotton whispering on her skin, and adjusted the strap of her backpack slung over her shoulder.
Her room was bathed in the faint glow of morning light, casting a gentle glow on the familiar surroundings. Books lined the shelves, their spines worn from countless hours of study and exploration. Posters adorned the walls, each one a testament to his passions and dreams.
Anika brushed her hair with a practiced hand, hair falling in cascades of ebony silk around her shoulders. She paused, as she looked at her phone showing the caller's name that she never wanted to see, Vivaan, she pressed the volume button and put the call on silent, after few seconds it again rang it was again him, this time she cut the call, a few seconds later, the call rang again this time she was frustrated but controlled herself and went towards the bathroom for a bath and till she reached the door the phone rang again, this time she reached till the phone at the speed of light and put it up without seeing the caller id,
"Why the hell are you calling ME? Everything between us is OVER! Why can't you understand this simple shit" She shouted out of aggression and all the frustration and overthinking she had seen yesterday night,
"If you had to say NO to our deal you could have said it either way, why are you so angry" Her eyes widened listening to the reply as this was not his voice, she looked at the caller ID, it was a number, "He..hello, I.. I am sorry I thought of you as.... Vi... someone else"
"I am Aayush, you forgot me already girlfriend?"
"You don't need to call me that, I am not going to accept your deal, sorry for that, but you can just say we broke up or make a story, I will not feel one percent sad if I get any hate or whatsoever but I just don't want to fell into problems so I am-
She was saying when he interrupted her, "It's not about patch-up or breakup Anika if it would have been so simple I would have not come to you in the first place, I would have done whatever I wanted to do If I said this statement now, it will look like I forced you to break up cause our relationship went public and my father does not want that"
"I don't know, anyways it was you who came to me and created the problem, so now solve this yourself, and please don't drag me, I would not post anything that is against you or your company to get attention, I am not that type of girl, don't take-
"Can we meet at a cafe? Which is near the university after your classes are over?"
"Listen Aayush I have cleared everything from my side and I guess we are clear, now from now on don't call me or try to meet me please."
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