Third-person pov: (past Blast)
"He truly loves you, every day he calls us and asks us about your likes and dislikes, your hobbies, your favorite food, your favorite destination..." Her mother said, caressing her hair with so much love.
"I want you to give him chance, I want you to forget Karan and move on in your life, " Her mother said, but Neha snuggles her face into her mother's stomach and start wriggling her head in her lap in a childish way.
Her mother hit her arm, "Are you even listening to me, " she asked,
"I don't want to talk about this matter..." She said, playing with her mother's t-shirt.
"Neha..."
"Maa please, leave my life and tell me how is everyone in India, " Neha asked, before Neha's mother replied to hear someone knock on the door.
Neha opens the door with
