CHAPTER 29
Anjali
The cab driver looked at me annoyed as I brushed my hair swiftly.
“Madamji, 250.” He said in a pleading voice
“One minute, bhaiya,” I said searching for lip gloss in my bag. “I am going to meet my boyfriend don’t you think I should be presentable?”
The driver rolled his eyes and turned the other side irritated. I reached in front of Arav’s studio five minutes ago and now correcting my appearance to meet him.
Once I was satisfied with what I saw in the mirror, I placed the cash on front seat and got out to leave after wishing the driver good day.
This is not the first time I am visiting the studio, but I felt extremely nervous and excited. His family’s acceptance felt as good as his acceptance if not more. If rest of his family shared appalling thoughts about me
