***Piya's POV.***

"Isn't it beautiful?" I ask as I look at the promised sunset he told me about.

"What? You or the beach?" He asks, and I look up at him, to find his eyes on me.

"Don't be cheesy. I am talking about the sunset." I say.

"I told you so." He says.

"Ah! I don't wanna leave." I say with a sigh and put my head on his shoulder.

"Well, you wanted to do the internship, not me." He says.

"Wow! What encouragement!" I say.

"I hate you." He says.

"I hate myself too." I say and kiss his pouty cheek.

"So do better. If you don't ace this internship, don't expect me to ever arrange a vacation for you." He says.

"How harsh!" I say, "Let me make it up to you the other way."

"What way?" He asks.

"My way." I say with a wink.

Today is our last day in Varadero. And we are hanging out by the beach. Tomorrow morning we have a flight to Paris and the day after tomorrow, Veer will leave for home. I wish I could do the same, but I have two months of internship lined up along with another four months of college. Seven more months then I am free to do as I please with my fiance.

"Here, try this." I say.

"I like your outfit." Veer says looking at me like he has seen for the first time.

"I asked about the dish, not my clothes." I say.

"Well, it is your fault that I misunderstood." He says and is still staring at me.

"Stop it, Veer. It's just a skirt." I say.

"Not when you bend down." He says just when I bend to pick up the spoon that fell from the table.

I get up immediately and glare at me while he laughs, "I will take the dish away."

"Fine. Sorry. Here." He says and takes the spoonful of pasta I made for him.

"How is it?" I ask.

"Do you really need to ask?" He asks with a smirk and gobbles up the entire meal.

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"One more time." I say and Veer kisses me, "Again please."

"How many do you want? Tell me and I will pack them in letters." He asks.

"What are letters compared to your lips?" I ask, and brush my fingers against his lower lip, "Do you have to go?"

"Yes. Just one or two months. Then I can visit you as much as I like. If you want, I can even move in with you." He says.

"Really?" I ask and he nods, "I love the idea."

"But we can't do that." He says.

"I know." I say.

"We have to wait around for some time so you can focus better on your dreams. You will get super distracted by me." He says.

"Well... that's the truth." I say with a dry chuckle, "Maybe I could visit you. I mean, I have a month free."

"Didn't you tell me you will tour around to get inspired?" He asks with raised brows.

"Why do I tell you stuff?" I ask myself.

"We will be fine. I will come to see you then. Okay?" He asks.

"Okay." I say.

"I need to go now." He says and I nod then look down as sudden sadness overcomes me. He holds my cheeks in his warm hands and says, "Hey! You are not supposed to cry and make us feel... sad. I love you."

"I love you too. Now go and don't look back." I say, and he kisses my forehead for a few seconds.

He waves and turns to leave. As per my order, he didn't look back, which was good because the flood came in my eyes and the tears were non-stop. When I sat in the car, Shravan said nothing and just drove us to the apartment. Veer called me the next day when he reached home and things started to go back the way it was, but with one major change.

My internship with a reputed chef was going well. Not only was she encouraging but also practically very instructive. Every Sunday, she would invite me and two other interns to have a little competition in her own family kitchen and later we would enjoy that meal with her and her family.

But this all was exhausting me quickly. I didn't understand at first when I started to feel moody and nauseous. Initially, I just blamed it on the trip and also the pills which I didn't take for four months and started suddenly. After I got a headache and felt a little nauseous, Veer asked me to stop taking them.

Yet, nowadays, I still feel the same. It has been a month and my last period was way too light and I still feel bloated. Last night, I felt a sharp pain in the abdomen, and not to forget I have been feeling so down lately that I don't even want to get up from bed. So I skipped going to lunch with my boss and told her I have to visit a doctor.

"You didn't have to come." I said to Shravan who tagged along with me.

"Do you want Bhai then?" He asks as he takes my bag and I glare at him.

"It is nothing but a girl's problem." I say.

"Is it menstrual related stuff?" He asks.

"Oh god! Shravan, leave." I say.

"Sorry, I won't say anything. Anu is studying stuff, and she often calls me, so I hear her presentations and answers." He says, and I start walking again.

"If you both ever have kids, I will take them away from you. Who knows what you will ask them?" I ask myself.

"I will be out here. Call me in if you need anything." Shravan says as I go in.

"I won't." I say and shut the door.

"So, Ms. Singh, how can I help you?" Dr. Bernad says.

"Please call me Piya." I say.

"Then you should call me Claire." She says and I nod.

I tell her about my problems and she says, "It could be side effects of pills or food poisoning or it could also be because you are pregnant."

"Pregnant?" I ask in astonishment.

"That could be a possibility. But we won't know until we do some tests. So let's go with the basic one first, then see if we need to make any appointments." She says and but I am still reeling from that term, which I didn't take into consideration, "Piya! Piya!"

"Yes, Dr. Claire." I say, coming out of my thoughts.

"Can you tell me when was your last period and when was the last time you and partner copulated last?" She asks for the details and I give the exact dates and everything. Then she gives me a test kit for pregnancy and asks gently, "You know how to use this, Piya?"

"I have an idea." I say and take it from her and rush towards her bathroom in her cabin.

I walk from one end to another for five minutes. Baby. The thought of it fills my heart with so much joy that I don't know what to do, but another feeling comes to the back of my mind again and again and it is that I am unmarried and attending college.

Veer and I both are adults enough to know what we were doing and also knew we needed time to have a kid. But if I am pregnant, things would change drastically in our life, especially mine. Not to forget the disappointment my parents would feel at my actions.

Not that they won't love the baby, but I don't want them to face the society who will slander my name for getting pregnant before the wedding. Despite all of that, deep down I want the test to come out positive, knowing full well what chaos this news will bring, yet when I close my eyes I can only see the chubby face of my baby with Veer's black hair and brown eyes.

So when I look at the test, I feel nothing but happiness and say, "How can I forget? From all the dreams I had for myself, you were one part of it, too."

"The test is positive, but to confirm it, we will do a blood test whose results will come by tomorrow. Then we will fix an appointment for your first ultrasound to check fetus development." Claire says.

"Yes, doctor." I say.

"Till then, I want you to take care of yourself. Here are do's and don'ts for you. But in case you have questions, you can contact me. Okay?" She asks and I nod, "So I will see you tomorrow."

"Yeah. Thank you." I say and get up.

"What happened? What took you so long?" Shravan asks as soon as I come out of the cabin.

"I..." I stop. This news shouldn't be given by half measure and the first one to know this should be Veer.

"Ms. Singh." A nurse calls me.

"That would be me." I say.

"You are to be taken for a blood sample." She says and I nod.

"Blood sample? Are you okay?" Shravan asks with a worried frown.

"I am fine. They just want to know if I am anemic. That's it. So calm down and I will be back in a few minutes." I say and he looks somewhat convinced, "I promise, I am fine."

He sighs heavily, then says, "Fine. I'll be waiting."

"Thanks." I say and go with the nurse.

When I come back, Shravan asks me again but I tell him the results would come tomorrow and assure him I am fine as I buy some medicine according to my prescription. He was still doubtful, but stopped asking questions for my privacy. The next 24 hours were hard, as I wanted to know my result as soon as I could.

And when the doctor told me it was positive, I cried with joy.

"When shall I arrange your ultrasound? Would Wednesday do? Or Saturday?" She asks.

"Wednesday." I say, "I wanna know if the baby is in good health."

"That would be great." She says.

When I come out of the hospital, I sigh in relief and take out my phone to tell Veer about it. Because if I wait any longer, I would lose my nerve and won't say it. And it is not like I have to deal with anyone other than him right now.

Right?

So when he picks up the call, I say it outright, "I am going to be Dad."

What the hell!