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Can you mend my broken heart?

Gazing at the Starbucks café at the airports had become a ritual for her. A desperate attempt as she hoped against hope to see him again, probably get one more chance to kiss him again. Looking at the store all lost, she walked ahead, but stumbled and bumped against someone.  The cup of coffee that he had in his hand spilled all over just like the first time when she had met him.  "Jesus Christ", he muttered.  The moment she heard the voice she looked up and saw his face. It was the same face that had promised to stay next to her, till death did them apart. Tears flooded her eyes and she could barely speak, "I knew you would come back for me Raymond". She raised herself on her toes in an attempt to kiss him, but he blocked her lips with his palm. "Whoa, whoa, Miss !!! I guess you have mistaken me for someone else." "What are you saying, Raymond? It's me, your Akira. The love of your life, your fiancée," she said and stretched her hand showing the ring on her finger. He stared at the ring for quite some time and then looked at her face apologetically and said,  "Miss please, I am already a married man." And then he silently walked away. ----- [Instagram - niharikabhol] [Join me on discord at] https://discord.gg/cPVJ69e [Warning: This novel has mature content. Reader's discretion advised]

niharikabhol · Urbano
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556 Chs

The lunch date !!!

After Raymond's meeting was over with some property delegates, he called for a meeting for the graphics team to present the new characters of the games which had been designed.

Seeing the meeting request from Raymond, for the entire team, Akira was scared. She wasn't scared on the work front as she was done with the character design and had already shared it with Simon, she was scared because she knew that he would definitely invite trouble for her. He was very adept at shielding his emotions and feelings but she wasn't.

When the meeting started, she deliberately took a seat which was far away from him and throughout the meeting she stared at her laptop screen or the presenter. She avoided any sort of eye contact with him because she knew he was her nemesis.