Everyone slowly settled into the buses. They had to travel a little before reaching Flower Valley, but thankfully, it was only around a twenty to twenty-five minute route.
Vriti quietly took her seat near the window, her eyes automatically searching for Abeer.
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Oye..." "Kya?" "Hum galat ladki utha laye." (We kidnapped the wrong girl.) "...Kya?!" "Haan." "...Toh mujhe ghar chhod doge?" (...So you'll drop me home?) "Haan." (Yes.) "Nahi jaana." (I don't want to go.) "...KYA MATLAB NAHI JAANA?!" (...WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT TO GO?!) "Waise khane mein kya hai?" (By the way... what's for dinner?) Three accidental kidnappers. One girl who refuses to escape. Oops... Wrong Girl! 😂
It is my little secret so let's find him in the story . "MY SECRET HAD YOUR NAME"
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