Ch 1 The Incident

20xx, xx, xx, Jaipur

Priyanka Yadav, a radiant air hostess with blue eyes and pink plump lips known for her grace and charm, found herself in a rather unconventional situation: hastily applying makeup in the cramped confines of an airplane's restroom.

The soft hum of the engines outside couldn't drown out the laughter from her friends, fellow cabin crew members who couldn't resist teasing her about the abrupt change in her appearance. Little did they know, there was a poignant reason behind Priyanka's impromptu glam-up.

You see, the catalyst for Priyanka's transformation was none other than her boyfriend.

After a prolonged separation due to their demanding individual work commitments, they were finally going to reunite.

Priyanka's excitement was palpable; her boyfriend was not just a man of means but someone who appreciated her independence as a working woman.

As the flight touched down, Priyanka swiftly transformed herself into an outfit perfect for the occasion. Choosing an elegant dress that struck the right balance between sophistication and allure, she embodied the ideals of Indian beauty standards.

With a glowing complexion and a height that resonated with traditional ideals of grace, Priyanka was ready for a memorable evening.

The couple's rendezvous took place at an enchanting restaurant, bathed in soft, romantic lighting.

The ambiance was perfect for a romantic date, with the air filled with laughter and the clinking of cutlery against fine china. The setting complemented Priyanka's anticipation, creating an atmosphere charged with excitement.

Her boyfriend, a man of refinement and stature, arrived looking dashing in a well-tailored suit that hinted at his sense of style. The initial awkwardness of their reunion soon dissolved into genuine joy as they engaged in heartfelt conversations, savoring the exquisite cuisine served in the upscale restaurant.

Now, let's rewind a bit to the airplane banter. Priyanka's friends, notorious for their quick wit and playful banter, had a field day teasing her about the sudden makeup change. "Must be a special someone waiting at the other end," one of them quipped, earning a chorus of laughter from the rest.

"Oh Priyanka, spill the beans! Who's the lucky guy?" another crew member chimed in, feigning an air of exaggerated curiosity. The teasing continued throughout the flight, with good-natured jokes about Priyanka's love life and her efforts to look her best for the awaited reunion.

As Priyanka and her boyfriend settled into their evening, little did they know that fate had a playful twist in store.

Midway through the date, Priyanka, feeling the combined effects of the airplane journey and the sheer excitement of the reunion, unexpectedly became unwell. In a moment of unfortunate misfortune, she accidentally vomited on her boyfriend's expensive suit.

The ambiance of the upscale restaurant shifted from one of sophistication to a momentary stunned silence. Priyanka's initial shock mirrored that of her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend's eyes widened in disbelief, scrunching his nose in displeasure he calmly wiped the vomit from his expensive clothes.

"I am sorry, Aman. I don't how this happened." Priyanka's eyes shifted around, her guilt was too palpable to look into his eyes.

"It's fine, you must have been unwell to do this." He laughed at her guilt-ridden face, easing her tense nerves.

With her nerves calmed down, she too started to laugh with him.

As the saying goes, laughter is the best medicine. In this case, it proved to be the antidote to an unexpected twist.

Rather than letting the mishap cast a shadow over the evening, Priyanka's boyfriend graciously laughed off the incident.

"That's a surefire way to make this date a lasting one." At Aman's remarks, her ear slowly turned red, and with her face hidden in her hands, Priyanka refused to look at her boyfriend.

After teasing his girlfriend, he excused himself to the bathroom to properly clean himself as staff arrived to clean the mess they made.

"I am sorry, really sorry." With her boyfriend had gone to the bathroom, she bowed continuously in apology to the manager, despite feeling faint from her vomiting.

"Miss, if you are still nauseous we can take you to the bathroom." The manager smiled apologetically as guests around them started leaving the restaurant.

"I am sorry.", "I am sorry." She and the manager repeatedly apologized as guests crossed them one by one.

After the guest left, the manager glared at the roof in exasperation, his hands clenched tightly.

Priyanka and the staff next to him skirted around him with bated breaths, the staff were too afraid of him and Priyanka was embarrassed that because of her, the once-full restaurant was nearly empty.

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Meanwhile, Aman smile transformed into a scowl upon leaving his seat. Entering the bathroom, he looked at his coat in disgust, he carefully removed the coat on him and pinching his coat between two fingers, threw it inside the dustbin while scrunching his nose in disgust.

After getting rid of his coat, his eyes trembled as he sniffed his shirt reluctantly.

"This bitch had no manners." His eyes watered at sniffing the vomit-inducing smell coming from his shirt and he nearly threw up.

"Those were so expensive. Aargh! Control, get a grip on yourself Aman, get a grip." Aman looking longingly at his precious coat and shirt, grimaced upon seeing his scrunched-up face in the mirror.

"10,9,8,7..." He counted backward and sucked in deep breaths to get rid of his anger.

"Bang!Shatter!" But it didn't work and he shattered the mirror to bits by throwing his phone on it with all of his strength.

The sound of shattered glass broke him out of his angered tirade and he hurriedly looked around himself, his pupil quaking in terror.

Finding no one around him, he relaxed and wiped his forehead only to find his hand and back slick with sweat.

'How lucky, if anybody had seen me, my reputation would have been tarnished.' He thought to himself while calling the staff, notifying them that some barbarian had broken the bathroom mirror.

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After cooling himself in the AC, Aman arrived at the scene and saw in his twisted point of view, his girlfriend groveling as she apologized to the manager.

"Sir, please don't shout at him, it's all my fault." Priyanka intervened between the manager and his scolding.

The poor waiter had broken the plate due to fumbling in fear. The body of a new employee froze upon sensing the manager's terrible mood.

The manager shouting at his new employee like a rakshas turned around his face and smiled.

His demeanor changed to extreme politeness while talking to a customer, even if the customer's mistake had caused financial losses for the restaurant.

At the manager's sudden change in demeanor, the waiter looked enviously at Priyanka, adding to her burning sense of responsibility.

"Sir, I would cover the damages." She steeled her heart as she pulled out her credit card. While she had pushed her credit card confidently toward the manager, in reality, her heart was bleeding and she was crying tears of frustration at her dent in finance.

But whatever happened to her financial stability, she as a person shouldn't run away from her responsibility.

He checked her dress out discreetly to gauge her financial level and upon seeing that she was not wearing any designer brand clothes, his smile turned unnatural as he returned her card gracefully.

"No, Why are you giving me my card back? I can afford to pay this much." Priyanka refused vehemently. But despite her refusal, he pushed her card back into her hands forcefully without losing his fake smile.

'It's not as if you can afford it, and If we edit this story right, we can get free sympathy and advertisement.' His pretense was on the verge of breaking as he thought about how he could turn this story, so their restaurant would appear generous on Instagram.

It was at this moment when a Black vip credit card swayed in front of his eyes, tempting him to grab it.

Reluctantly turning his eyes away from the card, he saw Aman gracefully and elegantly giving the staff his card.

"All this food today is on me, and if you incurred any losses, add it in there."

"If you insist." This time the manager didn't refuse and he gestured to his staff to hurriedly complete the payment, lest the golden hen change its mind.

Priyanka rolled her eyes at the blatant discrimination. With pouted lips, she left the restaurant hurriedly while apologizing to the staff again, without even noticing that her boyfriend wasn't wearing his coat.