His eternal love

Chapter 3

Aadhya's pov

It’s my first day in college. After meeting my friends I went to attend my first class. The day passed pretty normal with nothing adventurous. In evening I came back at home.

Seeing message from kshitija I replied her. But she is not online.

Kshitija is the only person who can understand me. I remember the day when I first shared my story with readers.

She was one of them. I don't know why I asked her to help in editing it but to my surprise she agreed to help. Our frequent communication followed and finally the day arrived when I shared most disturbing part of my life. My dreams. I don't know why I shared it with her but I just did.

Then when I heard her confess about the dreams she has been getting since childhood I was beyond shocked. We discussed about it for God knows how long and we both became good friends thereafter.

She is the one who supported me without judging me. For others I'm a weirdo because I see weird dreams but she never judge it because she is also suffering from the same.

Suddenly my phone started to ring and my friend Rai called me asking to go with her to her boyfriend Krish's restaurant.

I know Krish dada from when they started dating 2 years ago. He is 6 years older than us.

Confirming to accompany her, I got ready sooner in a simple salwar suit.

in the front of my house and here

something on my dress. Ahh clumsy me.

I heard a girl crying. I try to find

a man in the corner of the washroom with man trying to forcefully kiss her. And the odd thing is she looks like me not exactly but somehow she is like me.

to free herself but

the man from her. I slapped him

I saw his face. He is exactly the same

formed on my forehead and a chill ran down my spine. No it's impossible it was just a dream. How can this be? Without realising I was already backing away from

and I stood frozen on spot. Before I could react the girl helped me and we

that I just committed biggest mistake of my life

room I shared the incident with kshitija. That stupid girl is laughing like a maniac. Nerve of this girl to ask me if the man was handsome? Like seriously here he was molesting a girl and my friend is asking was he handsome? Sometimes I just don’t get the holy shit

he was rather handsome with the look like a Greek god. Like devilishly handsome

hell I'm thinking. Shut up my stupid brain he is bad

Ashirbad (engagement) with Asmita and I have to make my poor heart ready to bear the sight of happy union. I don't know how I should feel because he

my

nice person. She is 22 years old, very sincere

come choose your dress for tomorrow" my aunt called

of how should I feel. Looks like I need to face it so let's just

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