The Girl He Was Paid to Forget
you care
Nidhi was sitting in her room
The smell of alcohol was t Here surrounding her fully.her mind was blank but at the same time the voice of Khushi claiming manav as hers was ringing
nidhi shrma
Why is it always me who suffering from all the pain
nidhi shrma
At this point I just want to forget everything like him and every part of my memory that have him in it
nidhi shrma
this would be a death of me
Nidhi slept on the floor crying and sulking
Cold breeze touched her exposed skin as her Clothes were mess. She woke up flinching by the cold breeze
She scanned her srounding and groaned
nidhi shrma
Stupid girl look what you have done
nidhi shrma
you just steeled the alcohol bottles from mansion
nidhi shrma
Now his love even made you a thief
nidhi shrma
This feeling I just want to get rid of them
nidhi shrma
it's still early I must dispose them before anyone sees it
letter she disposed the alcohol bottles
sury ( head maid)
You will make the breakfast for the young Master
sury ( head maid)
you have got the information right, make sure he likes it
leter nidhi got busy making breakfast for Manav she was so engaged in her work that she did notice the presence of a particular man
manav kapoor
here you are I was looking for you
nidhi shrma
why would You look for me do you need anything ? you can ask others too
manav kapoor
there is reason why you are my personal maid
nidhi shrma
I'm making breakfast for you, so I am doing what I am hired for
manav kapoor
What are you making let me see
Manav reached for a knife to open a sealed packet, but his hand slipped. The blade sliced across his finger, and the red followed instantly.
Nidhi snap towords Manav. blood was following from manav's finger
manav kapoor
“Damn it,” he hissed under his breath.
She whispered, grabbing a cloth and pressing it to his hand, her own fingers trembling.
nidhi shrma
“Can’t you be careful with once?”
He stared at her—really stared.
She didn’t let go. Her breath had quickened, her eyes were glossy, but she kept her gaze on his hand.
nidhi shrma
“Don’t you dare get hurt like that again. Not in front of me.”
manav kapoor
Manav's voice softened, low and careful. “You care.”
nidhi shrma
She hesitated. “Anyone would.”
manav kapoor
“Not like this. Not everyone would look at me like that.”
He said, his eyes not leaving her
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