Priyanka looked around. The place was filled up. She stood next to Karan, who was making a call. After the call ended, a woman in her early twenties came down the stairs. They exchanged pleasantries.
"Let go upstairs, dear," The salon woman said, leading the way upstairs.
Priyanka followed behind closely. She did not expect him to bring her to this place. She wondered why if she looked that bad or was he trying to be nice? It could be the reason for his comment, if not people would have complained about her appearanceee. Dancers were expected to look neat in appearance and she tried her best to do that.
"Be careful" Karan said, in a low tone when she miss her steps. "Are you tired?" he stopped and asked.
"No, it was an accident" Priyanka replied.
"Of course, it is. If you are this blind, I pray you will still have a leg before our wedding. I can't marry a cripple" He tormented her.
