"No, you're stepping on my foot" Jp laughed as Aarav tried his best to avoid the hem of her rather flowy saree.
The wedding had ended, and they were all goofing around after everyone had left. Jp was attempting to teach Aarav ballroom dancing while Isha and Aditya did a fake march with Aditya trying on her heels.
Darshan sat on the edge of the stage, watching them, brows furrowed, his lips set in a frown. He sighed now and then keeping his head straight and eyes at the floor.
"Are you okay?" Nagma asked, leaning on the stage, next to him," you look angry"
"Fine" he muttered. He had taken his own time but finally come to the conclusion that he did in fact have feelings for Nagma. And it was the most horrible thing ever," I want to go to bed" he muttered," I'm tired."
