Once he had left, Rahi furrowed her eyebrows and stared at the door for a few moments. What a cold man he was! He seemed unaffected by anything and never got angry. How stubborn! Even after her hurtful words, he insisted that it was his duty to worry about her. What kind of person was he?
Ranjana had never tired of praising Anant. She often reminisced about the joy of Anant's childhood and shared intriguing stories about him. Could this icy demeanor truly belong to the same Anant?
"Miss, dinner is ready," Miss Morrison announced, placing a bowl on the table
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As the final basketball match began, all eyes were fixed on Anant, who held the ball with determination. Yet, Anant's attention was drawn to Rahi, sitting in the stadium, her gaze fixed on Samay. A surge of boiling blood coursed
