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Chapter-7
Aditya's pov I woke up with a terrible headache. Arrh! Looks like the rain is showing its effect. I look at my side to find my Shweta sleeping. I know everyone think that I'm officially mad and gone. Why am I not in a mental asylum? Right? But for your information, I'm totally fine. I stay with my Sweta's holograms that doesn't mean I'm mad. I was an i***t and I'm only paying for my stupidity nothing else. When she was with me I ignored her, insulted her, even slapped her and locked her. Pretend like I'm sleeping with multiple girls. And that's my biggest mistake in all of this. When I read her diary it crushed my heart. But it was nothing like the way I crushed her heart. I cried until I had no tears left in my eyes. After the death news I didn't cried for once but I did wh
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