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 are now heading to meet

I drop something on my dress. Ahh clumsy me. So

heard a girl crying. I try to find her but couldn't.

with man trying to forcefully kiss her. And the odd thing is she

to free herself

towards them and removed the man from her. I slapped

my courage went into drain as soon as I saw his face. He is exactly the same person who come in my dreams.

of sweat 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

I could react the girl helped me and we ran from there. Reaching to our

did I know that I just committed biggest mistake of my life and

maniac. Nerve of this girl to ask me if the man was handsome? Like seriously here he was molesting a girl and my friend

was molesting a girl, he was rather handsome with the look like a Greek god. Like devilishly handsome but there was something sinister to his aura making anyone vary of his

thinking. Shut up my stupid brain he is bad news so no need to admire him. I scolded

happy union. I don't know how I should feel because he is my first

be happy that my

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

your dress for tomorrow" my aunt called

"Yes auntie I'm coming" I answered her unsure of how should I feel. Looks like I need

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