Prachi took a deep breathe because she knew that her welcome might not be that well, her hands tightly clutching the end side of her kurti. Her chest rose and fell quickly beneath her kurti as she stared at the polished brass doorbell. She rang the bell and waited for someone to open the door. The doors opened and her eyes met with a pair of mesmerizing dark brown eyes which left a spell on her.
His eyes were alluring her, it met hers like a wall she could never climb. His build though unassuming in a simple shirt and track pants, carried the quiet power of enchanting her in his spell. Prachi forgot to speak for a beat, She composed herself even though still hypnotized. “I’m here to meet Laila” she finally managed to say and offered a soft smile, it had a sense of nervousness in it.
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