I smiled reminiscing at what happened in the elevator 4 years back. But what happened after we got out of the elevator was actually very hilarious. 

-Elevator Scene

*Ding* The elevator made a sound which indicated that we were now about to be set free. The elevator doors opened which is honestly a relief. "After you." Karan said as I looked at him. "Remember, you were so eager to get inside the elevator."  He smirked which forced me to give him the most annoying look ever.

Grabbing onto my luggage, I stepped out of the elevator only to witness a handful of people with concerned expressions. Seems like it's the hotel staff along with the residents of this floor perhaps.

"Oh my God!"  One man in a black suit gasped. "Are you alright sir?"  He questioned with raised eyebrows. I rolled my eyes at that question and passed him a death stare. Like wow. I was stuck there too but no one seems to care about that... You know what, fuck it. I proceeded to walk through these people.

"Yes. We're both fine."  Karan announced and tugged onto my wrist. Looking at my wrist, I glanced up making eye contact with him. "Yeah?"  I questioned. He shook his head as he shifted his hand towards mine. We interlocked our fingers. Oh man. His touch once again unleashed bolts of electricity that ran through my veins. Ah, here comes the heat that was making its way to my face again. My palms began to feel sweaty too. Gross! What does he want from me now? I made sure to give him a puzzled look. Should I say something or not?

"Mr. Jaitly. How awful it was that you were stuck in the lift."  Another man divulged. " Oh my Lord."  I gave Karan a shocked expression. I know who he is now! No wonder why he looked familiar. He is the world-renowned hotelier and he is... Abhishek's friend... He was also present when Abhi (Abhishek's nickname) left me at the mandap(alter) last week in India. Oh my God. He knew who I am from the start and... how more embarrassing can this get?

"Oh my God. " I whispered. My heartbeats pounded loudly which echoed in my ears. The way my heart raced felt like as if it's going to come out of my chest. What is happening?

 The hotel started to spin around. I witnessed an alarmed look on Karan's face and then my eyesight started to blur. Everything started to become fuzzy as my head felt 100 times heavier and then everything in the room began to fade away into darkness.

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I tried to open my eyes as I sensed a bit of heaviness that plagued both of my eyes. I slowly got up as I glanced around the room. It had a fusion of modernized and colonial furniture. I got off of my bed as my eyes shifted down towards the sleeveless nightgown I'm currently wearing which reached up to my knees. This is not even mine though. "What the hell?! " I whispered as my mind began to recollect my memories. The last thing I remember was that I was looking at that guy's face... Karan's face... as he tried to hold onto me while ..I fell... I think.

"Good morning."  I heard a deep husky voice say startling me from my thoughts. I turned around to see who it was and it's Karan. He was wearing a thin, white shirt with green, plaid joggers. But his shirt was on tight which revealed how his well-muscled body is shaped. 

"How are you?"  He inquired as he stepped towards me. 

My mind wandered off to my nightdress again. Does this mean he changed me? I don't remember putting this on. And I am not wearing a bra on top of that. Great. Now he knows how small my breasts are. Wow, I can't believe I just thought that. 

"How am I in this nightgown?"  I questioned barely making any eye contact with him. "Wha..at hap..pend? " I spoke out stammering.

"Babe. You don't remember? " He asked with an innocent face.

"Babe? " I spit out crinkling my nose in confusion. "If I knew what happened, I wouldn't be asking you."  I added. I hope nothing bad happened.

He came closer and held me by my waist pulling me closer to him. "Last night... " he spoke as I sensed his breathing.. which smelled like mint. I'm assuming he just brushed his teeth. "Go on?"  I questioned. Wait a sec.. Fuck! I didn't brush my teeth! Oh no! He must have smelled my breath! Not that it smells bad to me but maybe to him?

"I took your virginity."  He concluded. My eyes widened upon his response. "What?! " I shouted. Oh my God. He did not just say that. "Holy shit."  I whispered as my mind began to process what he said.

"Babe! You don't remember?! " Karan exclaimed in surprise and he shifted his hands towards my bare arms. "Maybe this will trigger back your memory... You were like ah.. Karan ... ah... harder Karan.. Ah.."  He finished giving me the most innocent look ever. I didn't react to his response as I just stood... stood like a statue. "Shraddha? You okay?"  He questioned.

I just dropped to the floor as he released me from his grip. I covered my face with my hands and began making sobbing noises.

"Shit Shraddha. I'm sorry." Karan said as I felt him drop down as well. "I swear. I never took your virginity."  I continued to make sobbing noises even more. "Shraddha. Please, stop crying."  He pleaded.

"Gotchya! " I declared removing my hands from my face and saw his concerned expression. He looks so puzzled. This was a look to die for! I got up from the floor and sat down on the queen-sized bed. He smirked looking at me. "You scared me."  Karan announced as he quickly got up and sat next to me. "I know that you're a virgin. But how'd you know that I was kidding?"

"Your story seemed a bit bizarre and all I remember is that I blacked out,"  I answered noticing how beautiful his light, brown eyes are. Shit. Shraddha, stop admiring him.... "And how do you know that I'm a virgin?" I put in. 

"I...just figured .. you know."  Karan struggled to put his words together and I think I know why.

"Did Abhi tell you?"  I questioned looking deep into his eyes.

"Wait.. You know who I am? "He inquired as he looked down.

"Yeah."  I sighed. "But I didn't recognize you at first although you did look familiar when we first entered the elevator but it wasn't until when that man said your last name... and that's how I remembered that Abhi introduced us at the engagement. Although, I only saw you once at the wedding functions. So yeah." I divulged.

"I see."  He whispered. "How are you holding up?" Karan asked looking at me sympathetically.

"Oh, so you were there when I was left at the mandap (altar)?"  I asked as I smiled trying not to reflect the torment that my heart has been going through for the past week. "Well, I mean... yeah, it's very painful to be left at the mandap... Because it's very embarrassing, you know."  Karan nodded his head as I spoke. "To be honest... " I added on. "I'm kinda glad that I didn't get married to him."

"What? Really?! " Karan asked furrowing his eyebrows together.

"Yeah,"  I said. "I'm really glad because I didn't love him... I mean I liked him but not love him. If you get what I'm saying."

"Thank God!! " Karan announced as he looked up towards the ceiling. I stared at Karan with confusion. Thank God?

He looked at me and noticed the confused expression I held. " Everyone wondered how Abhi scored a girl like you." He revealed. "Abhi told us this was a love marriage. It wasn't until your brother told one of our friends that this is an arranged marriage. Besides, you are too good for him".

"Yeah. I realize that now."  I stated. 

I looked down at my feet which still had my faded wedding mehndi(henna). I glanced a bit upwards to my toes which still twinkled due to the french manicure. I began to recollect the memory of the sangeet(music/dance party) night. 

That night, Abhi called me to his hotel room after our sangeet function was over. The room was oddly decorated with a rose-petaled bed and candles everywhere. He pulled out a box of matches and told me to light up the candles. I asked him what's going on but all he said was to relax. I obliged thinking that maybe this was just a simple mini date and nothing more.

He went inside the bathroom and when he returned, he was only in his boxers with a condom in his hand. He started to walk towards me and I simply couldn't control myself and ended up slapping him. Then, I stormed out of his room. Although he did come after me and apologized but that was for show. Apparently, I hurt his so-called ego by slapping him, and hence, devised a plan to seek revenge by leaving me at the mandap.

"Shraddha!" Karan said bringing me back from my thoughts as he shook my shoulder.

"Yeah," I said blinking back my tears.

"Anyway... Wanna grab breakfast?" He asked trying to change the topic.

I nodded my head smiling at him. "Great then. Your toothbrush is in the bathroom and your luggage is in the living room. "

"Living room?" I questioned. I didn't book a suite that had a living room. What? Am I in his suite then?

"Yeah," Karan said. "This is a 2 bedroom suite with a living room. You fell unconscious last night since you were a bit fatigued and so the nurse and I both stayed in this suite with you." He added as he put his hands in his pockets.

"Oh yeah! I fell unconscious!" I exclaimed. "It was all because of you though." I pointed out while folding my arms.

"Fine," Karan said raising his hands to his head which resulted in him to flex his biceps. "But hurry up and get ready. I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby." He said as he was about to leave the room.

"Wait!" I shouted like a little kid.

"Yes?" Karan asked as he moved away from the door.

"Did ..you change... my clothes?" I hesitantly asked.

"Why, did you want me to?" He answered while biting down on his lower lip.

"So.. that's a no?" I questioned.

"Yes, that's a no. The nurse and a few female staff members changed you." Karan responded. "May I leave now?" He questioned.

"Yes. You're dismissed." I added smiling at him. God, he's so cute!

"Thank you, my queen," Karan said sarcastically as he left.

Present day:

"Good morning Shraddha!" I heard a smokey voice call out to me forcing me to return to reality.

I turned my head towards the left and saw that it's Dave. He was about to open my room's curtains. "No, please don't open the curtains," I exclaimed while shoving my head back into my pillow and pulled my duvet over me. And yet I still heard the curtains move.

"Shraddha. Get up! It's almost 7:20" Dave said while trying to pull off my duvet. I tightened my grip even more. "Come on. Or else, I'm going to grab a bucket of water and pour it all over you."

Slowly and reluctantly, I uncovered my face because knowing him, he'll actually do that. I stared at Dave's tall, well-built frame. I glared at him, closed my eyes, and glared again. Streaks of sunlight helped to penetrate the windows which blinded me in a way. "Up!" Dave demanded. I threw him a death stare.

I pulled myself from the duvet and dragged my feet off the queen-sized bed. I rubbed my knuckles onto my eyes which is kinda bad since that causes wrinkles. I stretched my arms above my head while yawning really loud.

"You're so dramatic" Dave chuckled pulling me off the bed. "Now, go to the bathroom."

"I had the same dream again," I whispered.

"Again?..." Dave said sympathetically. "..Shraddha. Go freshen up and we'll talk during breakfast. Kat is coming back with Avi and Adi and she texted that they'll be here around 8 to 8:30"

I smiled. "Okay," I responded while proceeding to the bathroom. 

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Hey guys! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. 

This chapter may be a bit wordy but it is essential to the plot of the story. 

Thank you for reading this chapter. Please do comment and vote! :))

Man. A lot has happened to Shraddha. She was left at the mandap. That must be a very traumatic experience. How embarrassing can that be? 

And who is Dave and why is he opening the curtains? 

Lol, you'll have to read the next chapter to find out!