Chapter 1

"Shut up. Sia." I spoke to her.

"Ohhhh. Yeah. I should not be saying cause someone is blushing madly." Sia said.

I blushed harder.I turned away my gaze from the mirror which was placed infront of me. I picked up Serom, Sia's baby brother and hugged him.

I smiled while hugging him. My cheeks were burning from continuous blushing.

"You really love Serom." Sia said.

"Yeah. No doubt." I told her while blushing.

I was imagining my future. I imagined myself holding my baby with Vihaan beside me. We both were smiling looking at our baby.

My imagination ended when Sia, my cousin spoke up again.

" Yeah. Yeah. Keep on imagining your future with your baby and husband. " She completed her statement and end up laughing crazily.

I picked up the pillow from the bed and threw at her. It was about to hit her face but she quickly grabbed in her hands. Then she started laughing again.

I tried to hide my face as it was burning now with continuous blushing, but there was nothing.

I stood at my balcony. I was looking for Vihaan's car but there was no trace of him.

I picked up my phone which was on the bed and dialled his number. It was ringing but Vihaan was not responding to it. I dialled his number thrice bit still he didn't picked up.

I got anxious because this never happened till now. He always responds to me no matter how worst the situation is.

"Hey, Sasha. Are you fool or what? " Sia asked me politely.

"What!" I responded gently.

"It's his birthday. Why are you so desperate to make him servant on this day. Just go by yourself." Sia scolded me.

"But he never does like this." I said in a bit concerned tone.

"Just go Petal!" Sia shouted at me.

"What the hell." I mumbled and gave Serom to Sia.

I sat in my car. I motivated myself that I can drive amazingly. But the situation was absolutely ironical. Everytime, Vihaan drive for me and I just enjoy the ride.

I released a sigh of relief recalling our memories.

I placed my hands on the steering wheel but my hands started trembling.

"Vihaan." I mumbled.

Then I decided to call him. He never declines my call. I was beyond anxious due to this fact.

I dialled his number in an anxious state.

He picked the phone in one ring.

"Hello." He sounded as if he was angry.

"Vihaan. Where are you? Why were you not picking up my calls? Are you fine?" I asked concernfully in one go.

"I am fine. My driver will pick you up, he is on his way." He said as if he was forcefully saying this.

I felt a pang of pain in my heart.

" Ok. Vihaan. " I said sadly.

He immediately cut the call. I felt another pang of pain.

I came out of the car and stood outside wondering about Vihaan. The driver reached in five minutes. I sat in Vihaan's car. He bought it, when we passed our tenth standard together. He secured first position in our class. My marks were fine too. I just scored 89%. But I was happy for him. He tried to console me and asked my preference in cars. I selected the blue one in one glance. He bought it happily.

I was leaning on the window, when my eyes welled up with tears. I tried to stop the tears from falling by blinking continuously but I failed miserably.

I sobbed silently in the whole drive.