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Vanya blinked.
The black car wasn’t there. Neither was he.
She exhaled sharply, shaking her head. Get a grip, Vanya. He’s not here.
But the uneasy feeling in her chest didn’t go away.
Life at the chawl continued as it always did filled with loud voices, nosy neighbors, and the smell of fresh parathas from the nearby kitchen windows.
Vanya was rushing to the beauty parlour when her phone buzzed. Ajay.
She smiled and picked it up.
“Hello, fiancé ji.”
Ajay chuckled on the other end. “Fiancé ji? I like it. But where are you running off to so early?”
“Parlour,” she said, dodging a kid playing with a tire in the narrow lane. “I have work, remember?”
“Haan, haan, I know. I was just missing you.”
Vanya rolled her eyes, but her smile didn’t fade. “You just saw me yesterday.”
