Deep parked her car in the parking lot of Khurana Hospitals. She stepped out and dialed Anjali, worried if she had reached the new law firm where she had been appointed for an internship. Anjali didn't pick up, so Deep decided to wait a while for her to call back or text.

  Meanwhile,Maan and Agastya parked their cars and headed towards the elevator. That's when he caught a familiar scent—it was the same scent from seven years ago. He turned back instinctively, and his gaze fell on the owner of the scent. His feet remained glued to the ground as he whispered, "Is it her?... Yes, it's her....I can't be mistaken about her" Excitedly, he shrugged Agastya's shoulder and, still bewildered, spoke, "Agastya,..... it's..... her...... I.... found...her. I found my....warrior."

  In utter disbelief, Agastya spoke, "What nonsense! Why would warrior bhabhi (sister-in-law) be here? But... but..." In sudden realization, he continued, "I haven't seen you point out anyone and behave this way before... so it must be her... where is she?... where is she?"

  Maan turned him around to give him a glance at her and got lost again in her presence. "That boxy lavender crop top with those black cargo jeans suits her lean and tall body pretty well. By the way, she looks taller now; she must be 5'7". Her height increased, I guess, and why wouldn't it? She was just a teenager back then. Her body is also much more defined now. The girl back then is now a full-grown woman. She looks sexier with these stunning curves, though those loose clothes aren't showing much, but I could still sense the beauty. Her hair is still tied in a messy bun, but I think she grew her hair longer as the bun looks much denser. Honestly, I want to open that messy bun; she would look a lot more gorgeous with open hair. And why does she always have to tie her hair? Let those things also breathe, na... and when will she remove those shades from her eyes? I want to look into those cerulean eyes again. Those eyes were the major reason I was mesmerized by her and..."

  "Hi, Bhabhi!"

"Wait,.... what did I just hear? Did this rascal Agastya yell out loud? Fuck... this idiot would get me killed someday... or better, I should just kill him myself after this."

  Before she could turn around, Maan pulled Agastya and hid themselves behind their car. He whispered angrily to Agastya, "What the heck do you think you're doing, Mr. Agastya Rajvansh? She doesn't even know me; you can't call her bhabhi like this. And why do you even call her bhabhi in the first place? We aren't dating yet."

  To which Agastya replied, "Cause she is my bhabhi and she'll always be. Do you plan to wait for her another decade? Go talk to her and push your love story ahead, you asshole."

  Before replying, Maan lifted himself a little to have a peek at her, who was now confused and searching for the person who had just shouted out of nowhere in an empty parking lot. She took her shades off her eyes and his gaze fell on those cerulean eyes. "Those are still one of a kind—light brown skin, little small pinkish-purple lips, the same gold nose ring from back then, and those beautiful cerulean eyes. These are still breathtaking; it might have taken God so much time to make this rarest of rare beauty. God, I love you, man."

  By Agastya's tap on his shoulder, he snapped himself out of her admiration and replied, "Yeah, listen, she is in our hospital right now, definitely here for a job. So, tell Khana (his secretary) to appoint her immediately and also tell him to bring her file to my office. Understood?"

  "Okay, got it, but see, she is leaving. Come, let's follow her. Let's just crawl behind her," Agastya suggested.

  In annoyance and disbelief, Maan slapped his head and said, "What are we, lost puppies, that we would follow her crawling? Who the fuck made you a lawyer with those lack of brain cells? How do you even run your law firm? Anyways, listen clearly this time: she is going inside the building which I OWN, so we do not need to follow her. Even If we do crawl behind her, she would definitely know because she is going with the lift, and if she sees us like that, she would beat the shit out of us and there ends my love story which hasn't even started yet. So, now behave normally and head to my office. Also, in the meantime, call Khana and get things done. Okay?"

  Deep had left the parking lot and entered the building after she had received Anjali's text:

  "I reached, but I am sort of busy here at work, do not worry about me, just get yourself checked thoroughly and let me know what the doctor says.

  Will be back by 8 tonight.

  Bye, my love. ❤️ "

  She was now waiting on the VIP floor, which she guessed was reserved for some specific people.

  "This place looks restricted and prohibited for common people. Then why am I here?" she wondered. Mr. Khana had asked her to follow him and come here, so she couldn't do much. "Let's just wait for someone to call me for my appointment."

  Mr. Khana had asked her to wait in this awkwardly quiet and empty lounge while taking her files. He had also added, "Sir will be here to meet you soon. Let me know if you need anything else."

  She had politely nodded.

  Agastya brought her files to Maan's cabin, who was busy staring at her sitting in the lounge through the one-way glass of his office.

  "She has gained some cheek mass; it's making her more ethereal. And those fine jawlines are just as breathtaking as..."

  His gaze fell over her dark oceanic eyes.

  "Those eyes are unlike before. Back then, they looked lively, innocent, those eyes used to overflow with hope and happiness. Whereas now, the pair of eyes in front of me look mysterious, numb, and awkwardly calm, as if they do not understand emotions anymore. I wonder what happened to turn them like this. There are some dark circles too, which she clearly hasn't even tried to hide. If looked carefully, she doesn't even have any makeup on, although her bare face is also no less than a goddess..."

  "Maan, I gotta go. I am leaving her file on your desk; take a look at them. If anything comes up let me know I'll come. And yeah, she isn't here for a job; rather, she is sick, I guess."

  The last line left Maan devastated as he rushed over to his desk to take a look at her file. As he opened her files, it felt like the floor escaped, leaving him standing mid-air. Processing what he had just read, he uttered slowly, choking on his own words,

  "This... can't... be... true... This has to be a joke... She... can't... be... dying..."

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