sanyukta blinked her eyes once and looked at him.
" sorry sir !" came her tear smugged voice.
Randhir passed her , his hanky , which she refused politely.
" I will just wash my face ! " she mouthed making a move.
Randhir kept standing there eying the mess her tear tsunami has caused he carefully picked up those tissues and and dumped emm in the bin.
He then placed the box carefully in his bag , it was almost the end of their shift so randhir was all set to make a move when he spotted sanyukta packing her stuffs for the day.
He stood there in a corner thus watching her intently. She was pale yet beautiful, dead yet alive. Full of grief yet a flicker of happiness.
sanyukta let out a groan as her eyes fell on her mobile screen it still had a snap of rehan , well a collage of their togetherness.
She quickly changed her wallpaper , and tears rolled down her eyes.
weeping was becoming her hobby with each passing day.
Randhir cocked her brows as he caught her crying yet again.
" yeh ladki ithnaa roti kyun hai !"He burbled.
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Fanfiction#8 in fanfiction 18th march 2017 The story of our SanDhir Sanyukta: she is a divorcee. But a very hard working women and employee of Shekhawat firm. Randhir singh shekhawat: He is a Md of Shekhawat firm. Credits of this story is original writer.
