Prajakta's pov:

I stood in the parking lot, my heart racing with anticipation. Abhimaan had summoned me here, and I had no idea what to expect.

As I waited, I saw him walking towards me, his long strides devouring the distance. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes seemed to bore into my soul.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he approached. What did he want to say? Was it about the proposal?Oh God, please don't let it be that.

I fidgeted with my hands, trying to calm my nerves. Why was I so scared? He already , what more could he do?

Abhimaan stopped in front of me, his eyes narrowing. "I'm not going to beat around the bush, Prajakta," he said, his voice low and menacing.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. What was coming?

"Did my parents come to your house with a marriage proposal?" he asked, his gaze pinning me.

I looked around nervously, hoping to escape the awkwardness. I felt his eyes on me , his eyes demanding an answer.

"I...asked you something?" he pressed, his tone dripping with impatience.

I nodded nodded, fidgeting with her fingers. "Y-yes,", feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. "

"And you rejected them."

I don't know what to say why he is asking this nowww??? God please remove me from this situation. I know I'm not your favourite child but why are you doing this to me ... Ughhh😤.

" Good. You did the right thing, .I didn't know about the proposal hell  I didn’t even know they’d approached you. But… let's be real here. But let's be clear -  I wouldn't have gone through with it anyway.I just can’t picture us together. I don’t... I don’t know how to say it without sounding rude, but let’s be honest here—the idea of you and me? That's soo... Leave it.”

What does he mean😒 I don't want to marry him anyway!

"I just wanted to clarify," Abhimaan continued, .“Anyway,” he said, his gaze flickering away. “Please don’t take this the wrong way. my parents came to you, they clearly don't understand my taste. You were never in the running, alright?”

As if I'm dying to marry him huhh!!! Why he is even saying these 😑i didn't say anything i just nodded.. and remained silent, unsure how to react.. now what I'm supposed to say you sayyyyy ....

I don't want to say anything and ruin my mood again

"Okay then.Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a meeting to attend to,” he said and i just nodded With that, he turned and walked away,

I felt a wave of relief wash over me as he walked away, but it was quickly replaced by a sting of hurt. Why did he have to be so rude always..?? I doubt if he is really Akanksha auntys son.... He can't be !! Can he!!! No look at her she is so sweet and himm huhh😮‍💨...

"Huhhhh, what a day! My mood is off! Why did he have to be so rude? I don't  even want to think about it anymore."

I called an auto and headed home, still fuming from the encounter. When I arrived, Mom was sitting in the living room.

"You're back," Mom said,

I just nodded and headed straight to my room. I didn't feel like talking to anyone.

I changed into my comfy dress and slipped into bed, feeling exhausted from the long day.

Why did he have to be so mean? I don't even know why I care. I'm not going to let him ruin my mood anymore. I'm just going to forget about it and move on. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

And then a thought crossed my mind - that poor girl who will marry him. She has no idea what she's getting herself into.

My inner voice piped up, "The way you are tolerating"

"Shut up," I told my inner voice.

I nodded to myself and snuggled under the blanket, trying to shake off the lingering hurt from Abhimaan's words.

I'm not going to think about him anymore. I'm going to sleep and forget about this awful day.

I'm  trying to drift off to sleep, but my mind kept wandering back his harsh words. I couldn't shake off the feeling of embarrassment and hurt.

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I remembered it and before I knew it, tears began to stream down my face.

I hated that I cried in front of him. I hated that I lost control.

"It was my mistake," I whispered to myself, "I can't even do one thing properly."

I buried my face in my pillow, letting the tears flow. I couldn't control them when someone shouted at me. I

Hia words are continuously echoing in my mind..

I sobbed, feeling defeated and vulnerable.

I cried until exhaustion took over, and my tears slowly subsided. My eyes felt puffy,

I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling, I felt a familiar wetness and a dull ache in my back. I groaned inwardly, thinking, "No, not now."

I reached for my phone to check the calendar, my heart sinking as I saw the date. My period was due soon.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to check, But no, it wasn't here yet. I was thankful,But my period is coming. Just what I needed. Another problem to deal with.

The cramps, the bloating, the mood swings... I wasn't looking forward to any of it.

And to make matters worse, I had to deal with Abhimaan's rudeness at work. I couldn't even escape to a peaceful home life.

"Why me?" I thought to myself. "Can't I just have one stress-free week?"

I knew I was being dramatic, but I couldn't help it. My hormones were already starting to wreak havoc on my emotions.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I could get through this. I just had to take it one day at a time.

I groaned and rolled over in bed, willing myself to sleep. Tomorrow had to be a better day. It just had to be.

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I woke up feeling irritable and cranky.

I had overslept .. I rushed to get ready for work, feeling anxious about the day ahead.

As I came down for breakfast, and took my sit

"Mom, can you please not make so much noise?" I asked, wincing at the clattering of dishes.

"What's wrong, ?" Mom asked, stopping mid-wipe.

"I'm just trying to relax here," I said, feeling my irritation spike.

"Relax? You're always relaxing," Mom said, raising an eyebrow. "you're not even studying for your exams," she said, shaking her head. "What's going to happen to your future?"

I felt a surge of defensiveness. "Mom, I'll study later, okay? I'm just running late for work."

But Mom was having none of it. "Later? You always say later,  But later never comes. Your father and I are worried about you. You're not taking your education seriously."

I felt my anger boil over. "That's not true! I am taking it seriously. You're just always nagging me."

Mom sighed. "Prajakta, you're not even aware of how much I do for you."Mom sighed and got up from the table. "I'm going to talk to your father about this. Maybe he can get through to you.

I glared at her,

The argument ended with me storming out of the kitchen, feeling frustrated and angry.

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As I was rushing out the door, Mom called out to me, "Prajakta, have your lunch!"

I turned around, " I don't have time for lunch. I'm already running late."

Mom looked at me disapprovingly. "You can't skip lunch, Prajakta. You need to eat something."

I sighed, feeling frustrated. " I'll grab something at work. Okay?"

But Mom persisted. "No, Prajakta, I made your favorite sandwich. Just take it with you."

"NO "I said

"Are you angry on me? "She asked i didn't replied .

"At least have some then go"

I immediately felt guilty for snapping at Mom. "Sorry, Mom," I said, taking a deep breath. "I'm just stressed out today."

Mom's expression softened. "It's okay, beta. I know you're under a lot. But please take care of yourself."

I nodded, feeling a pang of love for her. "I will, Mom. Sorry again."

Mom handed me the sandwich. "Take this, at least. You can eat it on the go."

I took the sandwich, feeling grateful. "Thanks, Mom."

Ughhh,  I'm definitely PMSing. That's why I'm feeling so irritated.

I walked out the door, feeling frustrated with myself for snapping at Mom. It was unnecessary, But these hormones were getting the better of me.

I took a deep breath and tried to shake off the irritability. But it was hard. Everything seemed to be annoying me today.

I thought back to my argument with Mom. It was so silly.

I sighed and rubbed my temples. Why did PMS have to be so awful? I felt like I was losing control of my emotions.

At office;

I sat at my desk, focusing on my work,

Kavya, I and some of our colleagues sat together in the lunch break , eating our lunch and chatting.

They were the conversation, gossiping about everyone in the office.

"I heard Rohan's new girlfriend is actually a friend of his ex," Kavya said, eyes wide.

Rhea gasped. "No way! That's so messy."

I zoned out, focusing on my lunch, as they kept talking.

I didn't even listen to half of their conversation

As we finished our lunch and headed back to our desks, I thought to myself, Thank God I didn't see Mr. Khurana today.

Then she asked me something.

I nodded , zoning out. Without knowing the question..

Just then, Kavya asked, "Prajakta, are you even listening?"

I quickly nodded, trying to cover. "Yeah, of course"

Kavya raised an eyebrow but continued talking

I wrapped up my tasks by 3:45 PM, feeling accomplished despite the slow day.

Since there wasn't much work, I decided to call it a day and head home.

I packed my belongings, said goodbye to Kavya and Rhea, and left the office.

The drive home was smooth, and I arrived by 4:00 PM, earlier than usual.

I unlocked the door dropped my bag, and kicked off my shoes, feeling relieved to be home.

Mom smiled as I entered the living room. "Hey, beta! You're home early."

I flopped onto the couch, exhausted. "Yeah,

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