Pranavi wrapped her arms around her as the chilly breeze hit her in the night sky. Her wavy hair was flowing freely with the wind, and she was swaying her hips loosely while humming the song.
Her steps were faltering, but she didn't care. The pounding ache in her head hadn't subsided yet, but she wanted to roam, feel herself, and be at peace despite all the tormenting things in her mind.
Apparently, she was more of a night person, and with the light booze, she was trying to enjoy herself.
Soon, Ashok came to Jwalin while his forehead was sweating in fright, and called in a careful tone, "Mr. Oberoi."
Jwalin raised his brows and glanced at him, " Yes?"
"Mrs. Oberoi said she won't come." Ashok blurted in one breath while licking his lips in anxiety.
Hearing that, the peaceful look in J
