Why can't he just understand how many lives he is putting in danger how many lives he ruining? Now many times I have to lose the part of myself how many times she is losing herself?
*Third POV*
"I'm sorry I have to common we are getting late for our trip better get ready" with that watching Viddhi walking away.
"Trip?" Anjali asked lifting her head up running her fingers over her hair pulling it back just to freeze. Just to feel wet as the water drips down upon her shirt. Turning her head towards the night making a smile spread across her face. Taking her phone in her hand.
Opening her lock seeing she going to the messenger app seeing the first text pop up.
"Good morning my mate" with the heart on the end as she types
"Ugh, this girl" Viddhi rolls her eyes turning herself towards Anjali,
