The air was temperate, the breeze cool. Stars bejeweled the dark blue blanket of night with their ethereal glow. The silver orb of the moon illuminated the bedchamber and all the sylvan landscape surrounding it. All of nature was tranquil.

In the room, a girl lay on her bed, her back to the door. She wore a white, fluffy night suit. Her hair was loose, cascading like a waterfall onto her waist and the bed. She wore small hoop earrings, each with a tiny heart. A ring adorned the index finger of her left hand, and her honey-brown, doe eyes were fixed on her phone screen.

She was using her phone, or rather, dialing a number. After dialing, she made the call and held the phone to her ear. It rang, but no one answered. She tried again; after a single beep, the call disconnected. She tried once more. After two rings, the call connected.

On the phone: 

"Why are you calling me again and again?" a voice said from the other end.

She didn't reply.

"Now tell me quickly. I don't have time," the voice said again.

"I wanted to tell you something," she said after a long pause. "I'm getting marr—"

"You called me to tell me this nonsense?" he interrupted.

"I'm getting married, and you don't even—" she began, but he cut her off again.

"I don't care if you get married or die, so stop calling me," he said, and hung up.

Disappointed, she stared at the phone for a few seconds, then placed it on the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and began to cry.

After some time, her phone rang. She lifted her face from the pillow and looked toward the phone, her eyes now hopeful.

But her hope vanished when she saw the contact number. Another wave of tears washed over her, and she began to cry again, even more intensely.

After a few seconds, she answered the call, her voice hoarse. "Hello, who is this?" she managed to say, her voice betraying her tears.

But there was no response.

"Hello?" she said again.

Still no response.

She threw the phone onto the bed and began to cry uncontrollably, hiccuping and sobbing.

 "W...wha...what...I...have...done?" she choked out.

 "W...wh...why...he...doesn't...lo...love...me...whyyyyyyyyyyyy...?"

She whispered so quietly that only she could hear herself. Others could only tell that she was speaking, but the words were indistinguishable.

She cried herself to sleep. 

I cried last night, and God knows when I finally fell asleep. It's 8:30 now. My sleepy eyes fluttered open when someone knocked on the door. Still half-asleep, I mumbled, "Who is it? Coming!" But her next question made my eyes widen.

"Who are you busy with so early in the morning? Why is your phone busy when I'm calling?" Falak asked.

Busy? With whom? I wondered. Just then, her voice rang out again. "Are you up or not, Aadhi?! We're getting late. Our flight is at 9:30!"

I hurriedly replied that I would be ready in fifteen minutes."Please hurry," she said, and left.

 We are currently in Bengaluru. We flew here for a tech competition, and as usual, we won.

After she left, I hurried to my bed, found my phone near my pillow, and looked at the screen. "WHAT THE HELL?!" I exclaimed.

There was an unknown number, and the call duration took my breath away: 07:25:36. I hung up instantly.

"Who is this person?" "Why did he call me?" "Why didn't he hang up?" "Is he a stalker?" "Hell, no!"

Why are you thinking such nonsense, Aradhya? Maybe he has amnesia.

[ Amnesia refers to the loss of memories, including facts, information, and experiences.]

Just forget it, woman. Let's just get ready as soon as possible. I put my phone on charge, then quickly grabbed my clothes and went to take a bath.

I was drying my hair when I received a call from Falak. 'Are you done?' she asked. 'Yeah, I'm done. Coming in a minute,' I replied. 'I'm in the hotel lobby, so come directly downstairs. I'll do the checkout procedure in the meantime,' she said. I simply hummed in response.

I gathered all my belongings and headed towards the elevator. But wait a minute! I forgot my earbuds. I returned to the room, grabbed them, and hurried back to the elevator area.

As I reached the elevator, it was opening. I quickly started to enter, but a man was coming from the other side. We were about to collide, but he immediately stepped aside.

It all happened so quickly that I didn't see his face. However, his fragrance was familiar. I knew that fragrance, but how...? I was lost in thought when my phone rang. It was Falak again.

I ended the call and hurried downstairs, only to encounter a grumpy girl. 

There she is, my 'sometimes pookie and always dookhie' best friend. She is giving me bombastic side-eyes now. And why not? I've been pissing her off since this morning. But what's wrong with her? She looks a bit tired. Didn't she sleep last night? Or is she sick?

I moved towards her and said, "I know I owe you an apology." She just glared at me. "I'm terribly sorry, darling. Please don't be mad at me," I pleaded.

She didn't say anything and started walking towards the exit. What happened to her? She has been behaving strangely since morning.

We put our luggage in the car and headed towards the airport. Right now, we are in the car."Are you alright?" I asked her, but she didn't say anything. Is she still mad at me? I thought. I started to apologize again when she said,

"I'm not mad at you, Aadhi. I'm just tired."

"Didn't you sleep last night?"I asked her because she's a koala. Whenever you call and ask what she's doing, her reply is like, "Going to sleep, just woke up, I'm feeling sleepy so going to take a nap."

But then the driver said, 'Mam, we reached the airport.' We thanked him, took our luggage, and headed for boarding.

Right now, we are in flight, walking towards our seats. But wait a minute! Who is sitting in my place?

A girl? She is actually sleeping, covering her face with a magazine.

"Hey, you! Get up! This is my seat," I said, but she didn't even budge. Is she deaf or something?

"Hey, can't you hear?" I said again.

"Why are you so noisy? Let me sleep peacefully," she mumbled in her sleepy voice. Wait, her voice is familiar!

I snatched the magazine covering her face. She jumped up hurriedly, exclaiming, "What the hell!"

There she is: Kajal Khurana, in all her glory. This workaholic woman! What is she doing here?

"What are you doing here?" I asked her."Can't you see? I'm sleeping, and you're disturbing me," she replied.

"Oh, really? You have so much time to waste that you come here to sleep?" I asked her. A few days ago, she said she had some work and couldn't come with us. And now she's here.

"I came here to meet my phool," she said, winking at Falak, who was sitting in the next seat.I saw her. She wasn't surprised at all, which meant she knew about it.

"You knew she was coming, right?" I asked her. She just hummed and closed her eyes to sleep.

I turned my attention back to Kajal. "And if you think that by showing up here, you can settle the score and I'll be like, "Now it's all good," then you're wrong."

"I'm not here to settle the score with you," she said nonchalantly.

"Hwww! Such a shame you are," I said.

"Thank you for the compliment, babe," she said, winking.

"You are heartless," I said.

"I know," she replied again.

"Don't you have any shame?" I asked, exasperated.

"No, I don't," she said with a smirk.

"Ugh! You're pissing me off now!" I said loudly.

"God, you even look more beautiful when you are angry, Aadhi," she remarked.

"And you look horrible while saying this," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes, babes. Keep it for your Veeransh," she said, winking at me.

I was so stunned. How could she say something like this in public? I'm sure she dropped her brain somewhere while traveling.

"You bi..." I was in the middle of my sentence when we both heard Falak's voice

"MY MARRIAGE IS FIXED!"

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Falak

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