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Have you ever heard of a Literature student dealing with guns and criminals? Probably only in Shakespearean art, but now we are in...
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Hey?
I-I don't know what/how this is.
*gulps*
Let's see if it came out the way I wanted it to..
Question for the update:
What does your name mean?
My name means Moonlight✨
Don't forget to tell me how you find the chapter ...
*it's kind of my favourite chapter*
*just saying*
*winks and smirks*
━━━━♛━━━━ INAAYAT ━━━━♛━━━━
I am terrified. Even though, I act being brave and all that shit but from within I am scared to my core.
Ishaan and I stand before the noisy, posh club with security and many other souls desperate for alcohol.
He is standing beside me, our hands clashing and rubbing whenever either of us move. I bite my lip trying to cheer or calm myself down but that is pretty impossible. And then suddenly, I feel a presence too close for my liking. I peek from the side of my eyes to see Ishaan bent a little, his mouth near my ear.
"I forgot to tell you one thing." He slowly starts.
Now what? Was there something else I should have known?
"You would have to pretend-"
"Continue!" I screech impatiently.
"Like an escort." His voice is low and deeply coated with utmost seriousness. I jump back and a shrill sound leaves from the back of my throat.
"What the-Are you-Shit! Why didn't you tell me before? Oh God, I-I. What? How-" I panic moving before him. My heart is palpating with fear and anxiety.
