I grabbed the note from his hand and narrowed my eyes at the cashier.
The day was so bad that I couldn't get even a cup of coffee .But seriously India .what the kidnaper was actually planning while dropping me here .
I ruffled my hair and stretched .I glanced down to see my brand new shoes in horrendous condition .I took a napkin from the stand and bend to wipe them clean .As I was wiping it clean .Strong smell of jasmine hit my nostrils .It was very refreshing just like the morning breeze ,the soft touch of the wind that can make me forget who I am and take me to another world .I couldn't remember the last time I felt that soft touch .Glancing upwards my whole world got stopped .There she was sitting on a bench .Her wavy hair loose on her back wearing a pink Kurti and matching white leg
