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girls with high metabolic rates. I have Raghuvir. What have you got?’

This was her revenge. This was where her movie should have ended. With a
thumping victory. But it didn’t feel like she was standing on the corpse of the

world that had been unfair to her.
She just felt light. Like none of it mattered. She had never been spiritual but it
must feel like this—liberating. She felt she could have a billion cupcakes right
now without guilt wearing her down. She was free. She was now smiling and

then started laughing and crying—all at the same time. Something definitely
changed inside her. The hatred she had harboured and nurtured for herself, she

felt that melt away.
‘Are you okay?’
Aranya wiped her tears off. ‘I have never been better.’
Aranya hugged Raghuvir. She told him that she would wait for him to come

back to college and wished him luck if they never saw each other again.
‘Thank you,’ said Aranya and walked to the door.

Raghuvir held the door open for her. She hugged Raghuvir again. ‘What did
you thank me for?’
‘Coffee. And if you ever change your mind . . . because I’m crazy good at

making compromises. Been doing that all my life,’ said Aranya and winked at
him.
Raghuvir smiled weakly. She strode out of the door, smiling. She got on the

motorcycle and asked Dhruv to drive.
‘What happened?’
‘He isn’t coming back but it’s okay. My work is done,’ Aranya said.

She saw her reflection in the rear-view mirror of Dhruv’s motorcycle and for
the first time in years, she didn’t frown at what she saw. It felt like love. She
stared at her face and saw how beautiful she was; her eyes like little black pearls,

her ruddy cheeks which would still be young at forty, and a sharp nose to kill
for.
She was fucking stunning.

Raghuvir’s words didn’t make her fall in love with him, but with herself. She
opened her hair, stretched her arms and felt gorgeous. She was in love. Right
now, she could have sex with herself.

I Love u Rachu