C2 Chapter-1 Her Life

Samaira Kapoor’s POV

Shit!

I am late for the meeting with the clients.

I shouldn’t have stayed awake at night and have a video call with Aryan.

I am being stupid for hearing him ranting for some girl. He is saying that he has fallen in love at first sight. I just don’t want to be rude with him for wasting my time and I can’t be rude with him because he is a lovely person.

I love him to death and I just hope he meets the right person and I pray to God that in future he will not have a heart break like me.

It’s not just heart break but that person broke me into pieces and no one can join the pieces of my heart.

I just can’t forget about him. He gave me the best feeling by loving me but in the process I never thought I’d be heart broken and a depressed girl who had died once by killing herself and was saved by none other than Aryan Kapoor.

If not because of him then I would have died. He gave me a new life by saving from a near death condition.

He is indeed my life saviour.

Then he and his family gave me a reason to live. Now they are my own family. After meeting them I got to know that they are my own family members whom I was never known.

With the help of them I became a wedding planner and I am trying to happy with this life.

Thus, his thoughts still wonder in my brain making my heart pinch. I am not giving anyone a chance to enter in my life as he is the only person who has my heart, but I have moved on from him. My family tried showing me guys’ photos to settle down but I clearly stated that I am not interested for another relationship. It took me so much time to become a normal person.

The car's horn broke the reverie of my thoughts. I made my way towards the conference room where I was going to sign the deal of this new project.

“Good morning ma’am,” My PA wished me.

“Morning Tanya,” I smiled and waved my hand and opened the door of the conference room.

“Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Singh. I am sorry for being late,” I apologized the elder people who were not displeased or any anger but pleasant smile on their faces.

“Good morning to you too!” Both wished me with beautiful warm smiles. I greeted back giving them smile.

I miss Mom and Dad right now. Watching this couple I miss them more.

“It’s okay and yes please don’t apologize dear. By the way you have a beautiful smile,” Mrs. Singh complimented.

“Thank you.”

“We want our son to have a destination wedding and that has to be planned by you,” Mr. Singh stated.

“Okay, which place? What theme they want to have for the wedding?” I asked, precisely noting the details of the wedding.

“That we don’t know because our children told to meet you. They want you as their planner because our children are in love with your work and dedication. We didn’t want to miss the meeting with the wonderful lady. So here we are.” They expressed with genuine smile gracing their features.

I have seen people who show off their money and try to get my appointment but I never see those who want to impress me with their sweet talks.

But these two people sitting here in front of me don’t show any flakiness or aren’t trying to lure me into their trap.

“Another thing we’d like to know is why this beautiful, passionate, dedicated lady never wants to come in the lime light?” Mrs. Singh asked making me stiff in my position.

I hate this world where no one is trustworthy, so I stopped being in the limelight.

I never let anyone interfere in my personal life. I just want to strangle those whoever point about my vulnerable past. I don’t disclose my personal life to anyone. Who are these people questioning about my life?

I hate people who cross the borderline.

I think they noticed the discomfort on my face so they dropped that question.

“Sorry for questioning about your personal life.” They kept their head down seeing my face.

“I don’t share my personal info to anyone,” I rudely snapped at them.

I realised what I did so I apologised.

“Sorry Mr. and Mrs. Singh.”

“We’re sorry for crossing the line and I hope we didn’t lose our chance,” Mrs. Singh said sadly.

“No, I appreciate your concern for me and I am not comfortable in being in lime light. I am still your children’s wedding planner. For the next appointment I want bride and groom’s presence. I want to know about their views. I can’t plan without their likings. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to plan your children’s wedding,” I replied smiling at them.

“We will inform them and thank you for giving your valuable time and please do come to their wedding. God bless you my child for being strong and independent towards this cruel world. All the best for your future,” They blessed me and then took their leave.

I am touched with their words. I thought to handle this project to someone in the office but they just invited me warmly which I can’t ignore.

Apparently everything is set for Mr. Sunil Mishra sons, Ajay Mishra’s wedding which is coming in two days. Day after tomorrow is the wedding.

Mr. Groom wants to have theme as red and bride wants to have white.

I just hope I don’t disappoint them.

I really want to go home and have a nice shower. Nice sleep too.

I took my intercom and dialled to my PA.

“Tanya, come to my cabin.” I kept the receiver down.

After two minutes I heard a knock on the door.

“Come in,” I mumbled checking the remaining designs of the stage.

“Tanya.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Wrap up everything and inform Mr. Shetty to come directly to the banquet hall for the remaining arrangements. Tell him to bring Mr. Sharma’s wedding dress designer. I am going home and you too leave after informing him,” I ordered taking my things and making my way towards my sweet home.

I ignited the engine and made my way towards my house where I’m living happily for the past few years.

Reaching home after forty five minutes was hell tiring. I took a quick shower, had a light dinner and slept.

Like every day I hope to have a peaceful sleep but never in these past years had I had that sleep without him beside me.

I am just like a broken glass which can’t retrieve its original life………………..