Are you jealous?
"Riya's point of view,"
I answered the phone and said hello.
"Are you busy, Riya?"
"Didn't you even respond to my message?" Harsh enquired, his tone dejected.
"But what's the message?" As I opened my message inbox, I was taken aback.
"Did you notice my message?"
Harsh enquired, his tone angry.
In my inbox, I found Harsh's message, which I had already read.
Rachit had read all the messages while snapping the shot, I discovered.
I expressed my regret about Harsh.
I explained I had slipped and sprained my foot while descending the hill, so I couldn't respond to your message or call.
"What?" enquired Harsh.
How?After hearing my statements from the other side, he responded, "I'm on my way to you right now."
Don't be worried. The doctor advised me to rest and prescribed an ointment. "By tomorrow, I'll be fine," I said, trying to ease Harsh's fears.