𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭�...
By Giggle_writerr
𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖞 𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ... More
"In the quiet of London's streets, two hearts brushed like whispers, promising a 온라인카지노게임 yet untold."
The next morning, the soft London sunlight streamed through the blinds, gently waking me up.
Last night's party felt like a blur, except for one moment—meeting Lavika.
There was something about her, something I couldn't quite place.
As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, I tried to make sense of why she was still on my mind.
I'd met countless people in my life—business meetings, social gatherings, charity events—but Lavika... she felt different.
Maybe it was the way she said my name, "Ishu" like she had always known me.
That small detail stuck with me, especially since only a few people called me that.
I checked my phone, seeing a message from Ivaan reminding me about our lunch later.
Typical of him—always organized, always on top of things.
We had plans to meet at a café we frequented, but before that, I had a meeting with one of my clients.
I got out of bed, stretched, and walked over to the window.
The London skyline looked peaceful this morning, with light clouds hovering in the sky, giving the city a calm, quiet feel.
I had always loved mornings like this. I'd wake up, grab my coffee, and dive into work, but today, my thoughts were elsewhere.
Lavika.
What was it about her that drew me in so effortlessly?
Maybe it was the way she seemed so grounded, despite the fact that she had every reason to be nervous, given our strange introduction at Shanaya's party.
And those eyes—there was something in them that made me feel like she had a 온라인카지노게임 of her own.
I wanted to know that 온라인카지노게임.
But then again, maybe it was all just coincidence.
Maybe I was reading too much into a random encounter.
I had a lot going on—my company, my frequent trips to Mumbai to visit Adya, and all the responsibilities that came with both.
Romance wasn't exactly on my priority list right now.
Yet, here I was, standing by the window, thinking about someone I'd just met.
I shook my head, deciding to focus on the day ahead. There was work to be done.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈
Later that afternoon, I walked into the café where Ivaan and I were supposed to meet.
I spotted him in the corner, already seated with a coffee in front of him, scrolling through his phone.
"Late as usual" he remarked without looking up.
I smirked, sliding into the chair opposite him. "I had a meeting that ran long."
He glanced up, finally putting his phone down. "Sure you did. How was the party last night? Shanaya's birthday, right?"
I nodded, leaning back in my chair. "Yeah, it was good. Met some interesting people."
"Interesting?" Ivaan raised an eyebrow. "That's code for someone caught your attention."
I chuckled. "You know me too well."
"So, spill. Who was it?"
I paused for a moment, debating whether or not to bring it up.
But then again, this was Ivaan—he wouldn't let it go until I told him.
"Her name's Lavika," I said casually. "She's Shanaya's best friend."
Ivaan leaned forward, his interest clearly piqued. "And?"
"And nothing," I replied, keeping my tone nonchalant. "We just talked."
He gave me a look that said he wasn't buying it. "Right. Just talked. You're thinking about her, aren't you?"
I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Maybe a little."
Ivaan smirked. "Well, if you're already thinking about her the next day, she's probably more than just some random girl at a party."
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "It's not like that. She's... different. I don't know how to explain it."
"Different how?"
I thought about it for a moment, trying to find the right words. "She's grounded. Genuine. There's something about her—like she's not easily impressed by the usual stuff. And she called me 'Ishu.'"
Ivaan raised an eyebrow. "Ishu? That's a nickname reserved for the inner circle. Interesting."
I nodded, staring down at my coffee. "Yeah, it caught me off guard. But it felt... right."
Ivaan leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Sounds like you've got yourself a situation Ishaan, What are you going to do about it?"
I sighed. "Nothing, for now. She's a medical student, busy with her studies, and I've got enough on my plate with work and traveling to Mumbai."
"Ah yes, the infamous Mumbai trips. How's Adya doing?" Ivaan asked, changing the subject.
"She's doing well," I replied, grateful for the shift in conversation. "She's handling things with her soon-to-be-family and managing her business. I'll be heading there next week to see her"
We continued chatting about work and life, but the thought of Lavika lingered in the back of my mind.
No matter how much I tried to focus on the present, she kept creeping back in.
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The rest of the day went by in a blur of meetings and phone calls, but when evening rolled around, I found myself alone in my apartment, thinking about last night again.
It was strange how one brief encounter could leave such a lasting impression.
I sat down on the couch, my phone in hand, staring at it for a few moments.
Part of me wanted to text Shanaya and ask more about Lavika, but I held back.
I didn't want to come across as too eager. Besides, it was probably nothing.
I had a busy life, and Lavika had hers.
We lived in different worlds, even though we were both in London at the moment.
Just as I was about to put my phone away, it buzzed with a message from Shanaya.
Shanaya✨:
Hey Ishu, thanks for coming to the party last night! Hope you had fun. Lavika and I are heading back to uni soon, but we should catch up before that!
I smiled at the message. Shanaya always knew how to brighten my mood. I quickly typed out a reply.
Me:
It was great! Thanks for inviting me. Let's definitely catch up before you leave. When's a good time?
She replied almost instantly.
Shanaya✨:
We're free tomorrow evening! Lavika will be there too, if you're up for it ;)
I couldn't help but chuckle at the wink emoji.
Typical Shanaya, always trying to set things up.
Me:
Sounds good. Let's do it.
As I put my phone down, I couldn't help but feel a flicker of excitement at the thought of seeing Lavika again.
Maybe it was nothing, or maybe it was something. Either way, I'd find out soon enough.
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I woke up the next morning with a lightness in my chest that I hadn't felt in a while.
Shanaya's birthday party had been a whirlwind, but one moment stood out in sharp contrast to everything else—meeting Ishaan.
I could still picture his face, the way his light brown eyes had met mine, and the way he had looked at me like he was trying to figure me out.
I had barely slept last night, my mind racing with thoughts of him.
It was silly, really. I'd only met him once before—briefly, at that café—and yet, I felt this strange pull toward him. Maybe it was because he seemed different.
He didn't try too hard, didn't put on a show like so many others.
He was just... him.
As I got ready for the day, I couldn't help but smile at the memory of last night.
Shanaya had been in full party mode, chatting with everyone, while I had tried my best to blend into the background.
But Ishaan had found me on the balcony, and for a brief moment, it had felt like we were the only two people in the world.
I sighed, pulling my hair back into a loose bun. It was probably just the excitement of the party, the thrill of meeting someone new.
After all, I barely knew him.
Still, there was something about the way he had said my name, "Lavi," that made my heart skip a beat.
Just as I was about to head out for the day, my phone buzzed with a message from Shanaya.
(Lmao yeh ldki dusre kamre se text kar rahi hai..)
Shaaa💋:
Hey Lavi! Ishu said he's free tomorrow evening. Let's hang out before we leave London!
I paused for a moment, staring at the screen. Ishu? That must mean Ishaan.
Me:
Sure, sounds like fun :) Where are we going?
Shaaa💋:
Not sure yet, but I'll let you know. Get ready to have some fun!
I smiled at her enthusiasm.
Shanaya had always been the more outgoing one between the two of us, always dragging me into social events.
But this time, I didn't mind.
I was actually looking forward to seeing Ishaan again.
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The rest of the day flew by as Shanaya and I ran a few last-minute errands before our trip back to university.
We had a farewell ceremony coming up soon, and I still had so much to prepare for.
But in the back of my mind, I kept thinking about tomorrow evening.
What would I say to Ishaan?
Would it be awkward?
Or would it feel just as effortless as it had last night?
As we walked through the streets of London, Shanaya suddenly nudged me "Kya hua, Lavi? You've been smiling to yourself all day. Must be something good!"
I laughed, shaking my head. "It's nothing. Just thinking about tomorrow evening."
Shanaya's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Tomorrow evening? That sounds like a promising plan. You're excited, aren't you?"
I shrugged, trying to play it cool, but I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. "Maybe a little. It's just... I didn't expect to meet someone like Ishaan at the party. He's different."
Shanaya grinned, clearly delighted. "Different how?"
I hesitated, searching for the right words. "I don't know. He's just... genuine, I guess. It felt like he was actually interested in getting to know me, not just making small talk."
Shanaya nodded thoughtfully. "Well, that's a good sign. And he's not like the usual crowd, so I'm not surprised you're intrigued."
The rest of our day passed quickly, filled with errands and preparations for the upcoming farewell ceremony.
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✨NEXT DAY EVENING✨
I found myself growing more anxious and excited about meeting Ishaan again.
When the time came, Shanaya and I headed to the café where we were supposed to meet Ishaan and his Uni friend.
The familiar scent of coffee and the cozy atmosphere greeted us as we walked in.
I scanned the room, spotting Ishaan and Ivaan at a corner table.
Ishaan's gaze met mine, and he gave me a warm smile. I felt my heart skip a beat.
There was something about his presence that made everything else fade away.
"Hey, Lavika!" Ishaan greeted, standing up as we approached. "Good to see you again."
"Hi, Ishaan," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady as I took my seat. "Thanks for inviting us."
Ishaan gestured to the empty seats beside him. "Of course. I'm glad you could make it. How was your day?"
"It was good," I said, settling into my chair. "Just running errands and preparing for the farewell ceremony."
"Sounds like a busy day," Ishaan said, his eyes warm as he looked at me. "I hope you're not too tired."
I shook my head. "No, not at all. I'm actually looking forward to tonight."
Ivaan, who had been quietly observing, gave Ishaan a knowing look. "Looks like you're in for an interesting evening."
Ishaan chuckled, turning his attention back to me. "So, what do you feel like doing? We could just chat here, or if you have something in mind, let's go for it."
I hesitated, feeling the excitement and nervousness mix inside me. "I'm open to anything. It's just nice to be out and about."
Shanaya, ever the enthusiastic one, chimed in. "How about we start with coffee and dessert here, and then maybe explore a bit? We could walk around and see where the evening takes us."
Ishaan nodded, clearly pleased with the idea. "That sounds perfect. Coffee and dessert it is, then."
As we settled into our conversation, the initial awkwardness quickly faded, replaced by a comfortable, easy-going rapport.
Ishaan was engaging and attentive, asking questions and genuinely listening to my responses.
There was an ease between us that made me feel like we'd known each other for much longer than just a few hours.
We talked about our interests, our lives back home, and even shared a few personal anecdotes.
I found myself laughing more than I had in a while, and Ishaan's smile was infectious.
It was clear that he enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed his.
At one point, Ishaan reached for his coffee, and I couldn't help but notice the way his fingers brushed mine.
The touch was brief, but it sent a jolt of electricity through me.
I glanced up, and Ishaan's eyes met mine, his expression soft and warm.
The evening flew by, and before I knew it, the café was closing.
We decided to take a walk, strolling through the charming streets of London.
The cool night air was refreshing, and the city lights cast a magical glow over everything.
As we walked, Ishaan's hand brushed mine again, and this time, I didn't pull away.
Instead, I found myself leaning slightly into him, feeling the warmth of his presence beside me.
"So," Ishaan said, breaking the comfortable silence, "how are you finding London so far?"
"It's been wonderful," I replied. "There's so much to see and do. It's a bit overwhelming, but in a good way."
"I'm glad you're enjoying it," Ishaan said. "London has a way of growing on you. I'm just glad we could spend some time together before you head back."
We stopped at a small park, the quiet surroundings offering a peaceful contrast to the bustling city. Ishaan turned to me, his expression serious yet kind.
"Lavika," he said softly, "I know we've only just met, but I really enjoy spending time with you. You're different from anyone I've met before."
I felt a flutter in my chest at his words. "I feel the same way, Ishaan. It's been nice getting to know you."
He smiled, and for a moment, the world seemed to pause around us.
The connection between us was palpable, and I could sense that this was only the beginning of something special.
As we walked back to the café to say our goodbyes, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was more than just a chance encounter.
Ishaan had made an impression on me, and I was eager to see where this new connection might lead.
We exchanged warm goodbyes, and as I headed back with Shanaya, I found myself replaying the evening's moments in my mind.
There was something undeniable about the way Ishaan looked at me, the way he made me feel.
Maybe this was the start of something new, something exciting. And for the first time in a long while, I felt a sense of hope and possibility about the future.
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