Drishti sighed as she looked around.
She had arranged a date night at home, just for the two of them.
A couple of hours ago, she had called Chaahat and asked if she could take Shreya and Dhruv for a few hours. Chaahat was more than happy to oblige.
Their caretaker, Rajesh kaka, had driven Shreya and Dhruv to Mithran's apartment an hour ago. Drishti had then proceeded to set up their own apartment for the date.
She dragged a small table and two chairs to the balcony. Since she was still terrible at cooking, she had ordered a bottle of red wine and Italian food for dinner.
As she placed the candle on the candle stand, the doorbell rang.
"Oh, damn! He's here already. I haven't set the food on the table," Drishti panicked, hurrying towards the door.
When she opened the door, a tired-looking Shravan walked in.
"Are you okay? You look tired," Drishti said sweetly, taking his laptop bag from him.
