Good storyline. Being a swaron fan very eager to read the rest. But please do update in a readable size font. Little more bigger chapters would be welcome. Please bold the letters. cant read it properly.
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CHAPTER ONE
The waiter placed the glass of cold coffee on his table. His hand mechanically grasped and brought it to his lips.
Her eyes.
His brain drifted off again, even before he could savour the first sip from that delicious beverage.
Those brown mysterious pools sure hid someting. From - him? Maybe. Maybe she too felt those known feelings for him. The way he did for her.
His lips captured the rim of the icy cold glass and he took a sip. The liquid in it, was colder than the glass surface.
But what had happened today? Did she have an off or something? Or was she late? Why had her daily routine of visiting the cafe at 8.30, having a cup of coffee and leaving for her office before 9 changed?
His eyes, which were constantly stuck at the entrance, widened at those thoughts. There were yet many more possibilities. He glanced at his wrist watch - 9.05. There was no way she was turning up today.
With a heavy heart, he got up from his table and began to walk out of that small building. Crossing the threshold, he let out a deep sigh.
I missed you terribly, Ms Brown Eyes.
As he'd just began to walk down the street, he heard someone call.
'Swayam Shekhawat! Can you give me a minute of yours?'
He turned to get locked up in those same brown mysterious pools.
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