I browsed through my phone; there were no messages from Rohan. He was on the West Coast for some work, and then to attend a friend’s wedding.
I tied my hair in a bun and wiped my glasses with the corner of my T-shirt. I missed chatting with Rohan. “Aloha, Brady,” I texted him and folded my legs up on the sofa. I was such a different person without Dev around.
“Welcome to America!! How was your flight? By the way, I am in California, not Hawaii, :)” he wrote back.
“Ya-ya, very funny. :) Been having a great time in your city.” I flipped over so my stomach was pressing against the sofa.
“You are mean!!! You are not even missing me.”
“Then why did I reach out?” I ended the message with a smiley.
Rohan sent me an emoji of a man doing the disco.
“Paagal.” I got up and went into the kitche
