She shrugs. “Charles mere collage ke guidance teacher hai unhone meko suggest kiya yeh ki main krun mujhme potential hai." With an eye roll she looks back at her coffee. “But I’m not sure yet."
His eyes widen in surprise. “Really?”
Haan teko pata maine bahut sari mysterys solve ki hai college mein. And my professor things ki mujhe a detective yaa FBI ban jana chahiye. Unhone meri bhot support ki. Or pizza sahi hai yahan ka." This time she looks into his eyes with the most genuine smile on her face and it tugs at his heartstrings.
“Shehnaaz tu thik hai na?"
Shehnaaz hesitates. “Survive kr rhi hun”
“I’m sorry.” He murmurs.
“Sidharth it's ok. Tu sorry kyu bol rha hai teri koe galti nhi hai. Humesha meri hi thi galti." She squeezes his hand. “Main roz wish krti hun ki yeh sb na hota or cheeze humare beech different hoti. I wish ki maine stupid decision nhi liya hota jisne sb kuch bigad diya. Or main uss cheez ke liye humesha sorry bolti rhungi."
Taking a deep breath. “Main chizo ko samajh raha hun Shehnaaz. Maine yeh realise kiya hai ki kitne bhi hum bade ho jaae three years mein. Hum still teenagers hi the. Aur abhi maine yeah sari batein process karli hai. I know abhi ki phele tumara mind
messy ho gaya hoga future ko lekar aur baki sari cheezo ko lekr. He tells her. “But voh sahi nhi tha jo tumne kiya. But main abhi yeh fact pr aaya hun ki I believe you. Jbhi tumne bola you love me, ki voh khali ek dumb mistake thi, ki tum memories me caught up ho gayi. I believe you Shehnaaz.”
“Sachi me?” She chokes out, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Haan.” He nods. “But meko cheeze zada fast lekr nhi jaani. Lekin meko teri life me vps aana hai baby. Main nhi chata ki ab se tum koe be festival akele celebrate kro."
Her heart thumps in her chest. “Teko kasie pata chala?"
“Teri or meri mummy ki bhot complaints hai ki hum dono festivals pr ghr nhi aate." He chuckles softly.
“Main jaa hi nhi pati thi. Jitni marji main try krun but meko...” She runs her hand through her hair, sighing.
He frowns, but doesn’t comment any further, instead there’s a slight pause in the conversation and she watches as he reaches for his backpack and takes out a book. “I wanted to give you this.” He hands her the book and she gasps as she reads what’s on the cover. ‘Untold by Sidharth Shukla.' “Phele main isko 'The boy with the broken heart' yeh naam rkhne vala tha because jo be hua humare sath but phir I story hi change ho gayi and yeh book meri autobiography zada ban gayi."
“Sidharth...” She runs her fingers across the cover, unable to stop herself from tearing up. “You finished it.”
“Haan best writer jo hun.” He chuckles, a bashful look on his face.
“Oh my god, Sidharth. Teri book published hai!!” She mirrors his green, clutching the book in her hands. “I’m so proud of you.” She takes his hand in hers, smiling.
“Yeh special tere liye hai. next month release hogi but meko chahiye tha ki tum phele pado. Just in case."
Her brows furrow. “Just in case?”
He flushes, gulping down his coffee. “Just read it thik hai? Mera new number isme likha hai or main New Jersey me rhe rha hun abhi ke liye.. Toh jbhi tum pad lo meko ek call kr dena or main aa jaaunga yaha. Agar tumko chahiye toh hi....” He rambles and she nods, offering a small smile which he mimics.
“Abhi tu New Jersey jaega?”
“Haan meri meeting hai kl subha or meko laga nhi tha-"
She clears her throat. “Right. Sorry.” With a nod, she puts the book down. “I’ll read it. And I’ll call you.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
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AN/ Sorry for making you guys wait so muchhh... I was busy 😁😁😁 hope your like the way i did the book part I'll do it more....
Thank you for reading and my phone is officially hanging now I'll take a Lev❤️
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