Chapter -1

"Fuck!"

June banged the table with her fist, shutting down the flap of her macbook.

"Fuck, fuck... fuck!"

The expensive smartphone chimed almost immediately announcing a message in her whatsapp.

June lifted her head reluctantly from the modern plywood table and glanced at the lit up screen.

Babe... It's not working out.

You are damn too busy man.

😐

I aren't gonna wait 4ever.

June narrowed her eyes and read the message carefully.

We ran out of love

Infact I think you never even loved me, the way you love your job.

So it's a goodbye.

Tc

-Rohit

June sat up straight and read the messages again, letting out a sharp sigh.

"I guess I always knew this was coming." She murmured inaudibly as a drop of tear escaped unknowingly from her eye.

She got up from her chair and walked out of her room to the hall outside. Her beautifully furnished 3bhk in one of the posh locality pushed her lifestyle a bit more towards restlessness.

Meetings, conferences, seminars, her life was becoming a never-ending parade of restlessness.

It's been only four years that she bagged this lucrative job with a hefty package, right after finals in IIT Delhi. And since then, it has always been work!

Her bosses knew she was the man! And, her hard work was always rewarded with more work.

Needless to say, June got 3 consecutive promotions in the last four years, but, she had missed her only brother's wedding, the best friend's farewell and a normal social life.

Rohit was hanging by a thin thread for the last three years, and he too, discorded himself from her today.

But why today!

Why it had to be today!

June pulled out a stem glass from her wine cellar and poured an expensive sula in the glass.

The first gulp tasted pungent.

She poured more...

The screen of her smartphone lit up again.

"Hell no... Please.."

June groaned as she eyed the phone.

Two missed calls from 'Boss' one from 'Tia'.

Tia was her colleague. Probably her only friend in the entire universe.

June picked up the phone sipping the wine and started typing.

Ti. I feel like dying

Whyyy? Jezz!

Boss fucked up my promotion this year.

Rohit broke up

I have no life

I have nothing to look forward to

Do you need more reasons?

June, pls ya don't do anything

irrational.

Fuck life!

No listen, bruh. Go treat yourself.

For once go out and have fun

Go and eat

Take a spa

Anything!

Meh! Bye

June kept the phone carelessly on the her kitchen counter.

Pouring herself a fourth glass, she lazily strolled inside her bedroom.

Her head sank into the soft satin pillow as her eyes closed in exertion.

'When was the last time I was happy!'

She asked herself.

'When was the last time I felt good about myself!'

'When was the last time I had sex!'