RAGHAV
She sat on the floor, her hands between her thighs, that spread out in exhaustion. Her head on the wall, and her face devoid of any emotion. It had been struggling for her as well to live without any text or call, I guess. She wore no makeup like half of the time when we fought, and she remained absolutely oblivious by my presence in the room.
"Malavika-"
The moment her name slipped out of my lips, a sort of emotion clogged the remnants of what was left. I hadn't seen her in weeks. We hadn't texted or talked.
We had no idea what the other was going through.
I had died in the process of this deal, but had arrived with flying colours.
I had kept my part secure.
Achieve A's for all.
And a close call to a second rank.
Her eyes flushed to my side and she got up. Her saree came
