It was over. Finally. I made it home, still grappling with thoughts of that girl. There was something peculiar about her presence, something that made me feel like I was sinking six feet under whenever she was around.
I tossed myself onto the bed, seeking refuge in sleep, hoping to escape the whirlwind of confusion swirling within me.
Morning arrived, although I had overslept by a considerable margin.
Glancing at my phone, I noticed several missed calls from Samira.
The phone had been silent all night, rendering it ineffective as a communication device. With a swift swipe, I punched in the password and returned Samira's call.
"What's up? Sorry for the delay, I was temporarily playing dead in bed," I groggily uttered, stifling a yawn that threatened to consume me.
"No worries, sweetie. You must be exhausted. Could you hurry down? I'm here, we need to talk about something," Samira's voice came through the receiver, drawing me out of my drowsiness.
"You're downstairs?" I queried, my thoughts still foggy from sleep's grasp.
With a newfound sense of urgency, I roused myself, ensuring I appeared presentable before descending the stairs.
"Heyyy, Samira," I greeted with a smile, pilfering a mug from the kitchen and filling it with water.
To my surprise, Arjun was seated nearby, adding an air of tension to the atmosphere.
Why did everything suddenly feel like I had stumbled into a colossal mess?
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Taking a seat on the couch, I sipped from my mug, awaiting the impending revelation.
"So, what's the scoop, you two? Why the Sherlock Holmes routine?" I inquired, sensing an undercurrent of apprehension.
"Well, Vedhika, did you double-check the guest list before handing it over to security?" Arjun's detective mode was in full swing, hunting for clues.
"Um, yeah. What's the haps?" I replied, my confusion growing by the second.
"Big time," he deadpanned, nearly causing me to spit out my water in suspense.
"Hold up, what? What the heckity heck?" I sputtered, completely blindsided by the revelation.
"Yep, Vedhika, we had an uninvited guest crashing the engagement party like it was their own living room," Arjun dropped the bomb, disappointment dripping from his words.
"Whose team are they on? Ours? THEIRS?" I exclaimed, feeling like a bewildered monkey in a zoo.
"Rudra's ex-fiancée was present at our engagement, dumbo!" Arjun's words hit me like a ton of bricks, leaving me reeling in disbelief.
"What? No, NO, THAT CAN'T BE!" I protested, my mind struggling to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. Rudra had a fiancée? An ex-fiancée? LIKE AN EX!!?? EX-FIANCEE? WHAT IN THE ACTUAL DOUBLE HECK OF A CHICKEN CURRY WAS GOING ON HERE???
"Yeah, Vedhika, he was all balls about it," Samira added, her voice tinged with disappointment.
"My God, Samira, I had no idea! I mean, I literally submitted the list you gave me! I don't understand how this happened!" I exclaimed, feeling utterly flabbergasted by the turn of events.
"Wait," Samira interjected, her curiosity piqued. "Can you show me the list?"
"Sure thing," I replied, swiping through my phone's emails and presenting the list of guests compiled by Samira.
"oh shit" Samira muttered
