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.

front of my house and here we

suddenly I drop something on my dress. Ahh clumsy me. So I got up to go to washroom for cleaning my

suddenly I heard a girl crying. I try to find her but

a man in the corner of the washroom with man trying to forcefully kiss her. And the odd thing

to free herself but can't.

the man from

courage went into drain as soon as I saw his face. He is exactly the same person

can this be? Without

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

the place thinking of the person I just slapped. Little did I know that I just committed biggest

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 going

fact that he was molesting a girl, he was rather handsome with the look like a Greek god. Like devilishly handsome but there

he is bad news so no need to admire him.

ready to bear the sight of happy union. I don't know how I should

should be happy that my love is happy right?

really a nice person. She is 22 years old, very sincere and well mannered.

for

answered her unsure of how should I feel. Looks like I need to

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