David's POV:
Yeah, it’s other than my Ananya. She smiled at me and handed the coffee to me without speaking any other word. But, I can see the blush on her face. I guess she remembered what happened between us last night. Though we didn’t do that, we made out and what surprised me was that she didn’t stop me where I thought she’d hate me. That was the moment when I realized what Buttercup said was true and that she was also having feelings for me and was waiting for me to ask her out.
“You know Ananya, you are not the maid here. You don’t need to prepare coffee for me. You’re the professor in this college” I said as I felt bad about her making coffee for me.
It’s not I don’t want to drink the coffee made by her but this is not the right place. For everyone here, Vincenzo is the owner
