●Khushi's P.O.V.●"What the heck, Darsh?""What?" He asked nonchalantly."What's this?""What is what?""Your door is unlocked. Anyone can see inside through the glass wall!" I objected."Oh, that's your concern?" Darsh smirked."Fine.." He uttered it, opening a drawer on his desk and pulling out a remote. He then pressed a button on the remote while pointing it at the glass wall. After that, the glass wall turned completely black.I blinked a couple of times before mumbling out, "You..did that...?""Yes, I did that," Darsh mumbled. "Now relax, honey.""Darn it, I didn't mean that." I grimaced.What did you mean, then? He posed his chin on my right shoulder and asked innocently."Darsh..""Mmmmm?""Leave me, please." I requested."No." Darsh let out a soft chuckle. "I swear, I've never had this much fun working! You should have joined sooner.""Darsh?""Mmmm?""Let me go, or I'll scream that our boss is a pervert." I threatened."Uh-huh?" His voice gave me the impression that he had a

●Khushi's P.O.V.●"I'm so tired of people just walking away from me. Please.." As a tear trickled down his cheek, he continued.It was the same Darsh I had seen at the bus stand that night in the rain. But compared to the other night, he was much more devastated tonight."K-Khushi, I am scared.I am really scared." Darsh uttered it through quivering lips.His grip tightened on my wrist, and he pulled me closer to him. Darsh slid his hands around my waist and hugged me as his head rested on my stomach.I gently ran my hand over his head, stroking his hair. "Why are you scared?"After a brief period of silence, Darsh responded, "I am scared that you will leave me as well, like others." I could hear his cracking voice and feel the tears seeping down my shirt."Why do you always think that I am going to leave you?""Because…. Because I have done something terribly wrong to you." My mouth opened in surprise as Darsh paused."What have you done?" I inquired out of curiosity because I had a

●Darsh's P.O.V.●"It's impossible!" I frowned and closed the browser.I was abruptly brought back to reality when my phone rang. It was Uncle Hemant's call. I received it quickly. "Hello?""Master Darsh, we've lost the project." He spoke in a timid tone."What?" I scowled."Yes.Despite my best efforts, someone else received the project." He apologised."Who? Who got the project?" I asked with a grave tone.He responded, "Mittals.""Fine," I muttered while gritting my teeth. "Come back. We need to discuss it.""As you say, Master Darsh."We spent three months working on this project. How did Mittal manage to land the job? I contemplated as I ended the call.My train of thought was cut short by a knock on my office door. I asked, turning to face the door, "Who is it?""Bro, it's me, Akash."Why in the world is he here right now? I exhaled a disappointed sigh. "Come in."After he received my approval, Akash hurried inside. He wore a baggy shirt, jeans, a mask, a hat, and goggles. All of

●Darsh's P.O.V.●"F***!" My mind went blank as I saw her running out of the office. I had to explain the whole situation to her before she misunderstood me and made any extreme decisions.I turned to Anannya, who was still in shock. I wanted to choke her to death right away. However, I didn't have the time to even stand. Thus, I rushed to the door after stating, "You're fired!" As I arrived at the door and tried to open it, it didn't. Khushi had locked the door before leaving."I have the contract signed with the Sinha company!" Anannya shouted from behind."Screw agreement and contract. I'll see you in court. You don't even know what you have called upon yourself!" I declared before rushing back to the desk and searching for the remote.As I found the Remote, I turned on the mirror wall. A group was passing by my office right then. I knocked on the wall to gain their attention and it worked. They seemed a bit taken aback to see me communicating through that wall.I mouthed "Open the

●Darsh's P.O.V.●"Yes."I was completely speechless at Khushi's reply. I didn't know what to say to her anymore. My voice got stuck somewhere inside my throat as the sweat beads formed on my temples.I didn't know how she was going to react at that moment. In my entire life, that was the situation I dreaded the most. I was frightened to hear about the old days when I was a jerk to her. When I treated her so poorly!"Well, I….I…." I tried to speak but couldn't find the exact word to put in a sentence. Khushi was staring down at me with the same smile on her lips."I want you to know that what you witnessed at the office wasn't true. I can prove it. You can check the footage." I finally blurted it out anxiously."Let's not talk about all this," Khushi murmured."What? Why not?" My fear was replaced by confusion. I was certain she didn't forgive me for kissing Anannya, so why was she avoiding the topic?"I think I have done enough of these things after memory loss." She smiled."What thi