Avyaan and Tanya went back to their respectful place.

It was 7 in the evening when he reached at his home, getting off from the bike he parked it in his garage.

Taking a good look at the bike for almost 5 minutes we went to his room.

He placed his bag pack on the couch and went towards bathroom. He took his cloths of revealing his slim yet muscular body. His collarbone was shining as if gold dust was sparkled on it. He had abs but they weren't hard nor well carved. He had a slim waist and broad shoulders and a bobbling Adam's apple.

Avyaan had a great height of 6'2 and an angelic face which hid his dark side. Currently he was standing under the shower, the water was dripping from his hairs. His body was continuously touched by the cold water coming out of the shower, he runs his hand through his hairs which looked sexy.

He was lost in herthoughts all time and didn't realise it was already 1 hour since he was in shower. His mother, Meera knocked thrice but he didn't replied so she came inside his room and then called him out for dinner.

"Coming Maa" He shouted from inside and turned the shower off.

After 15 minutes he was dressed up in his night wear.

The white shirt hugged his body well and his chest and shoulders were ready to pop out. His black relaxed lower made his waist look even more attractive as he sat with his family on the dining table.

"So, hows college life going?" His father, Aryan asked while having his food.

"It's going good dad, i met a lot of people. And already made a friend." Avyaan replied while hiding his smile thinking about Tanya.

"Why are you trying so hard to hide your smile Bhai?

Did you fall in love or something?" Aria teased him, well she wasn't wrong with her prediction.

"Zada nahi bol rahi hai aap Ms Aria Kapoor" he replied with the sweetest smile on his face which looked like anything but sweet.

(Aren't you speaking too much Ms Aria Kapoor?)

"Ab itna sona muh mila hai toh bolenge hi na Bhai" she fought back with a cheeky smile on her face.

(Wouldn't i speak when i got this pretty mouth,

Brother?)

Avyaan looked at her with a tricky smile and chuckled.

They had dinner with lots of chit chat and then went back to their own room to sleep.

NEXT DAY

Tanya woke up on her daily time and completed her morning business. She wasn't happy nor she was sad after finally providing her parents and unborn siblings justice Something she was missing as she was after finally providing her parents and unborn siblings justice. Something in her was missing as she was missing something this whole time.

She looked at herself with those blank eyes of her's.

What could be more sad than this? She was fighting for her life and was running wild from past a decade and when she finally achieved what she wanted, she was back to nothing. Nothing at all.

Maybe somewhere she had this little hope in her that one day, one day when she find the killer and send him to hell. She will be able to smile. Atleast a sign pf relief would appear on her face. But nothing happened.

Nothing at all.

She looked at her way long hairs, grabbing a fistful of them and stared at them for a minute.

After a while she got ready and decided to pay a visit at the cafe where she used to work before. She had to leave her work, forcefully. Because of her guardians.

She wore a black top with black skirt and topped it with her red shrug. Her outfit only had two colours Black & Red throughout of her life. Nobody knows why.

She went downstairs and saw her grandmother doing pottery.

She went near her and wished her morning.

"Good Morning Dadi" (Grandmother)

"Good Morning Mere Bacche, kya baat hai kahi ja rahi hai aap?" She asked in her soft and old voice. (Are you going somewhere?)

"Ji, cafe ja rahe hai hum. Aapko kuch chaiye?" She replied.

(Yes, i am going to the cafe, do you need something?)

"Aap firse work karne ja rahi hai Tanya?" Her grandma asked with concern lingering in her eyes.

(Are you going to work again?)

"Aap fikar na kare, hum apna dhayan rakhenge" She replied vowing a promise to her.

(Don't worry, i will take care of myself)

Her grandmother has always been extra protective with her, she was the only child of the house. Her Aunt wasn't gifted with the blessing of experiencing the feeling of being a mother but they did adopt a son.

There son lives abroad and has already completed his studies. He was currently handling the other branch of KAPOOR'S AND CO.

Her grandmother was not attached to her grandson as much as she was to tanya. But that doesn't mean she treated them differently. Her Aunt never allowed her son to meet tanya but Her grandmother have visited him 4-5 times.

Tanya decided to take by cycle as she didn't wanted to ride other bikes other than her Darci

After 20 Minutes of riding she reached the cafe, parked her by cycle and looked at the board LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

She shook her head and went inside.

She was looking at the customer, some were alone and looked stressful and some were with there friends laughing and chirping while some were with there partners holding hands and love sparkled in there eyes.

"Mr Dawson?" She called out someone.

"****, long time no see dear" the owner of the cafe walked out of the kitchen and looked at Tanya with surprise and a huge smile on his face.

"You look weak" Tanya walked towards with and spoke.

"I am getting old, what do you expect from me?"

"Well leave that all, tell me what do you wanna eat?

Lemon cheesecake?"

"I want to cook. Lets go." She said while removing her sling bag and walked inside the kitchen wearing the

apron.

They both were cooking together while talking a bit. She looked relaxed as if this was something which brought peace to her.

Tanya was so engrossed in cooking that she didn't even notice her finger Cutting while someone ran towards her.

"You are hurt" that someone spoke.

Tanya got shocked when someone ran towards her, he was looking all worried and his eyes held concern.

"Please be careful" he spoke, his voice as soothing as river. She was too stunned to speak and just stared at him blankly.

While he was applying a bandaid on her finger. He looked like someone in his mid 20s but had a small face

which had nothing but purity, love, and softness.

He looked like a child who got hurt whole playing but it wasn't him who was hurt, it was her.

CHAPTER 20

I was cutting on some lemons while Mr Dawson went inside to bring cheesecakes from the refrigerator. I was so engrossed that i didn't even notice my finger which was oozing blood.

As soon as i was able to notice it someone came running towards me and started to apply bandaid on my finger.

He looked at me, worried and sad. Why was he sad? He told me to be careful. My eyes were stuck on him. His face was looking like a child who got hurt while riding a bicycle for the very first time.

All the time, my eyes were glued on him, i never felt this kind of sensation bc and feeling building inside me. I wanted to cup his cheeks and tell him, i am okay. Its okay.

It was the very first time someone cared for me.

Someone who wasn't Grandma, Myra or even Rohan. All the time i wasn't able to even utter a word and he asked

me again.

"Is it hurting a lot?" His eyes fixed on my hand, I could feel his shaking hands. Was he worried about me? But why? Why would somebody even care to look after me.

Why?

"Here's the cheese!" | heard Mr Dawson's Voice entering the kitchen room. Taking my hand away from his soft grip, i shake my hand in response his earlier question and left towards the cake.

I was doing my work but somewhere inside me i wanted to look at him, so i kept glancing at him through the periphery of my eyes.

He was kneading the dough, i stared at his face. Nothing ever looked soft to me like his face, my hands itched to feel his cheeks on my hand. I was stuck. Something in my pounding and making me want to talk to him.

I met thousands of men, talked to some and even have a guy in my life as my friend. Rohan. But i never something like this inside me. Something which made me want to move forward, take some steps towards the new life waiting for me.

I was done with my cheesecake and Mr Dawson asked me to go and have a seat outside. I washed my hands and let the apron off my neck. Walking out i grabbed a sit at the corner and stared outside through the window.

I was staring outside the window, looking at people while i noticed two hands placing the cheesecake.

"Thank you Mr Dawson" | said as i looked up but to my surprise it wasn't him.

"Mr Dawson is looking after the new package's so i am here to serve you"

Ilooked at him, it was him, the one who put a bandaid on my finger.

"I hope your hand is okay" He spoke before going away, but somewhere in my heart i didn't wanted it. I wanted him to sit in front of me and talk, i wanted to hear his melodious music like voice  "Thankyou" | said as his footsteps stopped.

"Thankyou for taking care of me, and bringing the cake"| continued as i wanted to him to stay longer, even if it was for short span. I wanted that sweet time to stop and stare at him fully, lovingly.

"It's a duty of mine as a human, i had to do it. And about the cake, it was something i had to do as a employee in here or I won't get paid" he said as a smile lingered on his face, his beautiful black eyes almost closed.

"Still, it wasn't just a small thing to me." | spoke, reluctant to let him go.

"Then how would you like to return my help" He asked, his face holding a mischievous expression which made him look cute.

It was weird for me to feel all such sort of things which i never felt before, i looked at the cheesecake and then again looked at him.

"Please have the cheesecake with me, i will be happy to repay your kindness in this way," Will i actually be happy? I don't know but i would be feeling this weird stuff inside of me which would make me smile like an

idiot but i wont, because i don't know how to smile.

He looked at me for a minute and chuckled, god. And then said.

"May I?" He asked while losking

at me with his hazel eyes. I knew what he meant but my mind wanted to create a fake scenario as if he was asking me before he slide the ring on my finger.

I shake my head on what nonsense i just thought of and replied "please" hearing me he sat in front of me.

"Please have it" i spoke

"You made me for yourself Miss, have it with me." He said with a smile and picked up a fork.

"Tanya, you can call me Tanya. And yes i will have it too." I replied to him before digging in.

The sweet yet tangy and sour taste of the cake made my mouth escape a moan. While having the cake i looked at him, already looking me.

"Can i say something Miss Tanya" he asked and i just nodded.

"You look like a kid who got his favourite chocolate" he expressed making me choke on the cake and cough.

"Easy, easy. I'm sorry i startled you" he got up from his seat and came towards me, making me drink water.

In a whole time he didn't let his single thing touch me and that made me wanted to stay with him more.

I was drinking the water while looking at him, his eyes holding the sign of worries and concern.

I finished drinking the water and said "you are the first around whom i am guard less”

Hearing me his cheeks turned turned a shade of pink, did he just blush?

"Uh, I am lucky then" he said rubbing his neck.

"I am" i mumbled under my breath.

I had my cake with him, while he talked a little. He was genuine with his words and actions and i was confused the whole time that why was my heart beating rapidly, i drank a lot of water in order to control my beating heart but nothing was of use.

He looked at me asking if something was wrong but i just shook my head.

It was already 4 in the evening, i had the cheesecake, wandered around the rooftop of the cafe where my plants were shining brightly. He told me how much he is in love with these plants little did he knew, it was me who planted them.

I looked at the red roses, it was just a stick when i planted it but now it had multiple flowers, all in the shade of red. I touched one of them, caressing it. It was soft as feather while he said that he waters this one plant personally because he is attached to it.

I was listening to him talk, my eyes never leaving his face while my face had a relaxed expression. It was peaceful with him. I was surprised how i was able to tolerate someone beside me more than 5 minutes. But i wasn't tolerating him, i was rather enjoying his company.

I left the cafe at 5 when i received a call from Grandma, she craved some pastries and i asked him to pack it up for me while he suggested me to give a try to the butterscotch one, i personally packed one for myself.

As i was about to leave he said,

"Please visit again" Cute. Unknown to him, that i will be visiting daily. Coming for work practically.

The soothing feeling and warmth didn't left my heart and i could finally say, it was a good day.