Once upon a heartbeat! - (13)



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 "Should I tell Jia 2.0 that this is all a dream?", thought crossed Alora's mind.

Jia kept blinking at Alora, "Your eyes have changed since you met Armaan", Jia smirked and teased Alora.

"Stop it buddy", Alora waved her hands in front of Jia's eyes.

"What if the CEO falls for the intern?", Jia asked.

"How did she know about Armaan? I haven't spoken to Jia 2.0 about him yet. Wait...so I talked to Jia in 2020 about him and Jia 2.0 got to know in 2025, automatically? Is this how it works? This is unreal...illogical...what is happening?", Alora kept staring at Jia, in her mind thoughts were waging a war.

"How can I help you with this Alora tell me? You had helped me with my first relationship. Although things didn't work, we were immature, but you've been there for me always", Jia sounded a bit emotional. 

"Your first relationship?", Alora babbled.

"That new guy from our high school...the cute one...who wore floral shirt.....Jeet! Remember, you had helped me write a message to him. He didn't reciprocate but....", Jia's voice was even more emotional. 

"Oh! Forget it Jia. It's all in the past. Let's find a new boyfriend for you. And this time it will work out", Alora patted Jia's hand, comforting her, although she couldn't recollect who Jeet was.

"Sweetheart, let's find mine later. Focus on Armaan first", Jia winked. "So what are you wearing for the company dinner? You said there's a dinner for interns. To make them feel comfortable and mingle with the other employees of the department, for better working environment or something like that", Jia asked.

"Company dinner? Now what's this?", Alora's soliloquy. 

"Company dinner...yes...A salwar-kameez maybe", Alora said, trying to recollect. 

"Buddy...you wear that daily to the office. Spice up things. Wear something dazzling so that Armaan's eyes get fixated upon you....throughout the dinner and forever", Jia smiled.

"Won't it be too much of attention seeking? I will stick to a normal dress...something sober...", Alora said.

"You are a bore...as always", Jia 'tch-tched'.

That evening Alora got ready at Jia's place. She looked gorgeous even in a sober dress. "Whistle whistle", Jia teased her. "Go now else you'll be late".

Alora was waiting for a cab. And a shiny black SUV halted afore. The window glass slided down and she peeked to see who it was. "Armaan....Sir!", Alora exclaimed.

"Get in Alora, we are obviously going to the same place", Armaan announced.

Armaan glanced at Alora. She looked elegant in the dress with a light makeup. 

Alora was puzzled. "The hero offers a lift to the heroine....in the novels...love stories...something likeso", Alora's mind kept throwing words at her. 

She opened the car door and sat down. "Put on your seat belt Miss", Armaan said looking at Alora with twinkle in his eyes.

Alora pulled the belt but it had got stuck. She pulled again but in vain. Armaan suddenly came close, held her hand and pulled the seat belt and locked it in. Alora was shocked. With this proximity, she could actually hear him breathe. Alora sat straight like a statue, she forgot to breathe too. Armaan putting his hands back on the steering wheel said, "You can breathe now Alora".

Alora gasped and tucked the fringes of her hair behind the ears. She was so startled by Armaan's gesture that she couldn't articulate her actions. She scratched her neck, adjusted her dress, moved her bracelet up and down. She kept fidgeting with her hand bag. Armaan patted her shoulder and said, "Relax!".

Alora felt goosebumps with the touch. She cleared her throat and said, "I'm okay".

Armaan put his seat belt on and drove.

 She secretly kept glancing at Armaan's profile. His lips, sharp nose, eyebrows, few strands of hair falling on his forehead, his twinkling eyes. As Armaan's eyes locked with hers, Alora turned her head, pretending to see outside the window, feeling embarrassed. Her heart was throbbing and she knew, she was in love.



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