The Plunge : Excerpt


Anjali felt like her face was on fire. She struggled to stop her chin from trembling.

He stared at her, his mouth open, as if he was stumped by her reaction.

She shifted her gaze from his face to a distant point, struggling to snuff out her sighs.  beautiful-indian-women-painting-art

“Anjali, what makes you so upset? She is an ex-colleague yaar, just like you,” he said.

“Just like me? You shared a similar relationship with her?” Her voice choked with rage.

“No, no.” He protested.

“She seems keen to rebuild old ties,” she said, willing her pounding heart to calm down, but her raised voice and piercing look betrayed her irritation.

“She’s a very cheerful person. Maybe I should bring her along during my next trip to Shimla. You will love her; a charming lady.”

“It appears so. But please don’t use me as an excuse to smuggle her in.” Anjali…

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