I don't love you.
"Rachit's point of view,"
"Riya, where are you?" I wrote the message and texted it to her.
I've been waiting for her for how long? She eventually agreed to meet with me. I want to claim her as my own. And to gain her, I've taken whatever route I thought was best.
I'm not sure why she required my blood group so urgently or for whom. She was so frightened that she agreed to put her dream project's share in my name. But whoever he was, he was incredibly precious to her, which is why Riya fell so readily into my trap. After so many years, I'll get another chance to see Riya's wildness today.
I haven't missed a single opportunity to be closer to her since she returned to India, but she continuously disappoints me because of her ego. But not any longer. I'm not the minor COO of her vendor company this time; instead, I'm her project partner.
Riya, no one, not even you, can stop you from becoming my tomorrow.
The doorway jolted me out of my reverie.