"The cake was delicious, Aunt" peeking over the kitchen slab to look what Chaya Rathore was preparing, Shanaya was talking with her for an hour. It was the Sunday evening, the cold breeze of air providing a little bit of relaxation in August.
"Really?" stirring the content of her dish, Chaya Rathore smiled pleased.
"Ofcourse Aunt. I forgot to thank you on my birthday, you know with all the things going on." swaying her hands in the air between her talks, Shanaya continued" But I knew the moment I taste it, it's you."
"Are you buttering me, Shanaya?" looking at her attempts to seek forgiveness, Chaya could not stop laughing.
Chaya had known Shanaya for the last three years when Vansh had introduced her as his best friend and, the boding between two of them was quite good.
Not to mention, Chaya was a teaser and Shanaya, a charmer.
"Come on, Mrs Chaya!" faking shocks, Shanaya opened her eyes wide and continued," You know me. I never compliment someone I do not want to."
