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‘What are we drinking?’ asked Aranya and sat next to him.
‘God knows. I just picked wine because it sounds more romantic, doesn’t it?’

said Raghuvir and chuckled. She picked up her glass of wine and started sipping
from it. She had to get sufficiently drunk tonight to do what Sanchit had
suggested. The plan seemed so crazy that it might work.

Half an hour later, the pizza was finished and Raghuvir led Aranya to the
bedroom. He planted little kisses on her neck as they walked. Aranya felt a little
woozy from the alcohol. As he dropped her on to the bed, she reached out for her

cellphone in her pocket and dialled Dhruv’s number. Then, she threw it on the
carpeted floor. She could faintly hear Dhruv’s ‘hello’ over Raghuvir’s frantic
breathing.

Raghuvir and she had sex, and she wished Dhruv heard it all. He would have
to. This could work, she thought to herself the entire time she lay there.
The next morning, Aranya found her phone lying where she had dropped it,

out of battery.
Aranya texted Sanchit.
I hope it works.

SANCHIT
It will. Trust me.

I Love u Rachu