Dania moved her head, and her eyes rested on a red brick-walled house. 

"Hadi! Yes, that was his name."

Her full lips turned into aslight smile as she faintly recollected the scene. That skinny boy who dared to propose to her. She wondered what went in his head at that time. She metFareeha, recently, and Dania found it interesting if she met this guy as well.It was a surprise, that he wasn't hanging around Fareeha. Usually, they alwaysstuck together. Her friends had mentioned they were the only two for each other.If one needs to find Fareeha, she will certainly be with that Chomuguy.

Just then, the buzz of her phone interrupted her thoughts, and she glanced at the phone. Her small smile widened upon reading the message.

Sarfaraz: I am hoping you had a good flight. Jetlag must be a problem, no worries, I am in no hurry for a reply. Mixed feelings about meeting you in Mumbai. I can't say I am excited. Though I'm, considering the situation...

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Dania collected the reports, and checking them made her way to the VIP rooms. In a hurry, she dashed into someone robust. Her papers fell to the ground, and she gasped.

"Oh, I am sorry, I didn't see you." A deep voice apologized. Together they bend and hit their heads. 

"What the—" Dania massaged her forehead, looking up and her gaze met the hazel eyes of an attractive stranger. He blinked at her, bumped by her beauty. 

Dania snatched the papers from him, while he kept admiring her, - "First, I am getting late and then you are—" She arranged the papers, roughly pushing aside strands of hair falling on her face.

"Um, I am extremely sorry—" He hesitated for her name.

Dania glared at him, picked up her stuff, and stood up. He rose from his knees as well, - "I am Adil. Dr. Adil Rauf."

Dania clicked her tongue, getting agitated, - "Since when we are calling for a doctor? How irresponsible of you? Come with me." She turned around and kept walking, whilst continuing to rant, - "If VIP treatment is like so, what will it be for ordinary people? Such a reputed hospital and this behave—" She stopped upon realizing he wasn't following her.

Dania turned around to find him still standing at the place she had left him.

"What an idiot." Shemarched back to him, - "Excuse me." When snapped her fingers at his face, Adilshook out of the trance.

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"I wanted to. Perhaps, we can get to know each other better." Adil smiled, tilting his head to the left.

Dania pulled both her sleeves and folded her arms, shrugging – "It will be good. But—you are late." She made a fake apologetic face, - "Someone else beat you to it."

"Really?" He checked her fingers, - "But you aren't engaged." 

Dania chuckled lightly, - "Not yet."

"Cha!" Adil sighed.

"All this to impress me,gone to waste. Tsk tsk." Dania teased him.

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"Dania!" Sarfaraz called. And, she turned around to look at him. Impromptu, she gasped covering her mouth with both her hands. Sarfaraz kneeled next to her, flaunting a heart-shaped engagement ring.

"Dania Rayyan Siddique, will you be mine? Will you marry me?" He peered confidently into her eyes. Dania found her gaze stuck on him, her body shivered with the thrill of it all. She had been expecting this, obviously, but didn't realize he would be so quick. And bother to actually find an expensive ring to propose. All the effort to make her feel special. Dania blushed, moving strands of hair pressing against her lips, and gave a quick nod.

"Yes."

Sarfaraz stepped closer, moving hair off her face, and held both her hands.

"I love you."

Dania grinned, then leaned and placed her face against his chest. Closing her eyes, she felt his pounding heart.

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❝Thandi thandi pawan chali

Tan man mein haye aag lage

Tere pyar ke chingari

Ang ang mein haye mere jale❞

Fareeha waved her arms, fluttering the pallu of her yellow organza saree, and grinned at her reflection in the mirror. The pink hue on her cheeks was her natural blush. Fareeha opened her make-up box and skimmed her finger over her collection of Mac lipstick.

Thinking of Adil, her heart fluttering at the thought of meeting him and talking to him. Will she propose? Should she? What will he think? Never mind. She has to confess, else how will he know her feelings?

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"Ad—Adil?" Fareeha slurred, barely able to keep her eyes open. 

He nodded, - "Yes. Gosh! You are so senselessly drunk." Adil looked around the crowd for Sarfaraz. He had the car keys.

"I know who you are—" Fareeha giggled, covering her mouth with both her hands. In that, she stumbled back.

"Oh!" Adil grabbed her waist and arm to steady her. She placed her hands around his shoulder and smiled dreamily at him.

"You know, you always make my heart go crazy. The truth is—I am crazy about you."

"Are you okay?" He asked with concern and picked up a glass of water. Adil passed it to her, but she pushed it away.

"I-don't know how to tell you this. And," She took both his hands in hers, - "I don't know any fancy words to express myself. But one thing, I know. I can't imaginemy life without you. Frankly, I don't know how to live without you."

Her lips quivered, - "I love you—" Fareeha slurred, and smiled. Now gaining confidence. Adil patiently listened to her.

"Yes—yes—I-love love you."

Her eyes twinkled, her lips curved in a dreamy smile. 

"I—love—you—" She confessed again.

Still, stunned, Adil didn't believe his ears. Perhaps, she did, but she was very good at masking her feelings for him. Many times, he did see a glimmer in her eyes, and—

Fareeha continued to mumble, taking short pauses, - "I love you—very much—"

Adil rose from his seat. 

"Hadi!"

He froze on the spot.

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