Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Thirteen•~~

"You left without having breakfast? That's not good for your health. Take care of yourself. Because my happiness is in yours."

When Andaleeb reached the university, she found a girl bringing a packet having food in it, saying that someone asked her to give it to her.

There was another sticky note attached to it.

Please eat it. Don't go anywhere empty stomach like this. Breakfast acts as a fuel for the day and one shouldn't go out without restoring their fuel. Love and hearts."

Even she got quite a lot of gifts regularly ranging from her favorite perfumes to designer clothes, flowers, and other things. She gave it all to Aurang. Only he knew what she loved or what was her preference. But he too denied as well that it wasn't him. Then who was it? Andaleeb didn't bring this in front of him them.

If he was giving her a surprise by becoming anonymous then she should see where this game would lead them. And if it wasn't him, then she shouldn't bring this in front of him again and again. He would become suspicious of her. It was best that she would consult about this to her uncle who was in the cybercrime department a while later when it would be obvious that it wasn't Aurang for real.

Even many times she got unusual help in different ways. She recalled when once she was in a lift alone in the mall and it got stuck, out of the blue, a stranger in a black mask came inside and operated it before it started working again. She gave it to some Mall technician at that time. But when it continued happening, she found it suspicious. One incident was in the bookshop Andaleeb often visited, which she would never forget forever.

That was a cold afternoon in December as she strolled around the library as her fingers gently brushed against the side of every book on the rack. But to her despair, there is no sign of the new edition of that book which she needed.

"Do you have the latest edition of Love Seems No Bound?" She asked the librarian.

She looks around at his table and unexpectedly her eyes get locked on the book place here. Her lips curled up in a smile seeing so many books. Reading was really her passion somewhat. Andaleeb strolled around the library as her fingers gently brushed against the side of every book on the rack. But to her despair, there is no sign of the new edition of that book.

"Sorry Ma'am, but this is the only copy we have and it has already sold," he replied.

She stared with indecision at him. She wanted this book. Who had already bought it?

"Who brought it? You know right that I am always the first to buy a book, isn't it? Then why did you sell it to someone else?" I exclaim in anger.

"I have brought this book so technically it's mine." A deep manly voice spoke from behind her.

She looked to her right side astounded when the book got snatched away from her hand. She frowned at the unknown figure who had done this- a guy actually. He has black eyes, the dark and cold ones which are digging deeply into hers These eyes were clearly speaking word snob to her, to add more to this arrogance, his perfectly straight nose with shaved face stood out more. He is so tall, she at least just reached his shoulders. He was hot, she would admit it perhaps. His eyebrows were slightly up with the corner of his lips forming a smug like he was questioning her direct stare at him.

"But you just had left it here, so technically I can use it, " I reply.

She took a good amount of time to look at him- from the ordinary shirt and dress pants he was not looking that rich. Moreover, this book was not that expensive probably. It cost just a few thousand rupees.