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chp 20~{I am sorry}

Vansh turned back, "Don't teach me how much my girl loves me... And if you say anything about her again that will not be good for you, stay away from her." Taniya was about to speak, but Ritik held her hand and gave her an angry look to stop. Vansh left followed by Sameer.

Ramiya's prov

I felt really dumb today. How... how could I do this? How could I be so foolish to fall for someone's words? I've disappointed Vansh so much, I don't know how I will face him. It feels like he doesn't even want to talk to me, and this thought is making me cry inside even more. After all, it's my fault. I accept my mistake. I can't take our relationship so lightly. I can't believe I told him to leave me. I definitely said it without even thinking once, because I know I can't live without him. How could I tell him to leave me and marry that girl Taniya? Was I really sacrificing my love for her? Seriously? But I did think about the family. I didn't want to ruin things because of my selfishness, but undoubtedly, it was the wrong decision.

But I'm really thinking about Vansh. Should I call him? Will he pick up? What if he's still angry with me? The thought of calling him has crossed my mind a thousand times, but something is holding me back. I've been sitting in the college canteen for the past half an hour. After meeting him and dealing with all this mess, I feel so drained. I'm really exhausted with everything that's been happening over the last two days.

I'm sitting in the canteen, but my mind feels absent... I'm lost in deep thought. A girl approaches and stands in front of me, but I'm so detached that I barely notice what's happening around me. She knocks on the table, grabbing my attention. Now I'm back in the real world, thanks to her. I lift my head to look at her and recognize her face—it's Swara. I completely forgot about her these past few days. But wait, why does she look angry or maybe shocked? She grabs a chair, sits beside me, and throws her bag on the table.

"Where have you been for the past two days, huh? I called you so many times and even messaged you, but you didn't bother to respond."

"I'm sorry... my phone wasn't working, actually," I have to lie anyway.

"Oh... but why didn't you come to college yesterday?"

"I wasn't feeling well. I had a headache," I say, becoming expert at lying.
She leaned forward," you know what happen? ", her words piquing my interest. Curiously, I asked, "What happened?"

"Someone stole my phone," she said. I knew about this already but pretended it was the first time hearing it. She continued, "I went to the police station and asked the inspector to file an FIR. He acted strangely, saying there was no need and that the phone would be found soon. Around 8 pm, he called and said they found it. I really want to know who dared to steal my phone."

Surprised, I didn't know that Vansh had such extensive connections to involve the police.

Curious, I asked, "By the way, who stole your phone?"

"I don't know. What's strange is how they found my phone but not the thief. When I asked, they just told me to be grateful that I got my phone back. How rude," Swara replied.

"But something doesn't add up. I feel like something's different about my phone." They really hacked her phone and got access to text me.

She picked up her bag from the table, saying, "I'm heading home. My cousins are visiting, and we have plans for tonight. When are you leaving? Want to come with me now?" I really want to go home and sleep, but not now. Vansh usually picks me up halfway home when my and swara's routes coincide. That's the only way I can meet him, as I don't have the courage to call him. I'm not even sure if he'll come after everything that's happened, but let's see.

"No, you go, byee" I waved to her, and she waved back with a goodbye. It's tough hiding a relationship from close friends. I don't know how she'll react when she finds out I'm dating Vansh. I love him, but I hate the fact that he's a trustee at our college. It feels strange to be dating the college trustee while being a student there..

I left the college and have been walking for a while now, getting closer to where I'm supposed to meet him. It's not the first time, but my heart is racing. It feels like it might leap out of my ribcage. I spot his car, and I see Sameer, but what is he doing here? I didn't want people in my neighborhood to see me getting out of a car surrounded by guards and start gossiping, which is why Vansh usually comes only with his driver. Where is Vansh? I can't see him; maybe he's inside the car.

As I approach the car, Sameer opens the backseat door for me, and I give him a soft smile. I get inside, only to find that Vansh isn't there. Did he really not come? Is he so angry with me that he didn't bother to come himself and sent his assistant instead? He must have not even send Sameer; I've known the route to my house. before he was not in my life, I used to go home alone.

Sameer sits in the front passenger seat. I take a seat by the window and stare outside, trying to hide my welled-up eyes, especially from Sameer, because he'll gossip to Vansh. He's Vansh's gossip source, always telling him everything that happens. People say girls gossip more, but that's such a lie.

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It's nearly 11 pm, and he hasn't called or texted me, and neither have I. I stand by my room's window, phone in hand, filled with worry and negative thoughts. It's so difficult. I'm desperate now—desperate to see him, desperate to talk to him, desperate to tell him how much I love him, and desperate to feel him, to feel his embrace.

Suddenly, my phone rings, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look at the screen, and when I see his name, I tremble with a mix of happiness and nerves. My heartbeat races as I gather myself before answering.

"Hello," I say, trying to sound composed.

"Do you even care? You didn't call or text me once. Is this what I mean to you? If I'm not there, you won't even bother?" His words hit me hard. Misunderstandings can be so damaging to a relationship. Here I was, longing to call him, but unable to muster the courage, and he thinks I don't care.

"Vansh, I wanted to call you," I start, my voice shaky.

"But I called you, and I didn't even get a single missed call," he interrupts.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me, so I..." I try to explain.

"If you wanted to, you would have called me no matter what," he states firmly.

"I'm sorry... I was scared, and you were the one who said it's better if we don't talk for a while. So I did what you said. I didn't want to make you angrier. And I'm sorry for what I said today," I apologize sincerely.

"You wanted to leave me, huh?" he asks, his tone still hurt.

"No, I can't live without you. How could I leave you?" I reply honestly.

"But that's what I heard today," he reminds me.

"I said I'm sorry. I'll never say that again," I promise.

"I won't let you," he asserts.

"So now you're not upset with me?" I cautiously inquire.

"I haven't accepted your apology yet," he replies coolly.

"What?! Why? How can I get you to accept my apology?" I ask, worried.

"Um... come to my office tomorrow morning. I'll send my driver to pick you up. As for accepting your apology, let's talk about it tomorrow," he suggests.

"But..." I start to protest.

"It's late now. Go to sleep. Goodnight, love," he cuts in softly.

"Goodnight. Love you," I respond, feeling relieved.

"Love you too," he says before hanging up.

I stand there with a smile, processing our conversation, feeling a mix of relief and anticipation for our meeting tomorrow.

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