It was a quiet afternoon when Aditya stood in the office lobby, watching Deepika enter with a soft smile. She was dressed impeccably—her attire elegant yet professional, but today there was something different in her presence. There was a quiet confidence in the way she moved, and he couldn’t help but notice how the light from the office windows reflected off her dark, glossy hair. His gaze lingered on her a little longer than usual, and when she caught him looking, her smile deepened with a hint of mischief.
Deepika (smiling teasingly): “Aditya, don’t tell me you’re lost in thought again?”
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