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of the day. The forms had been pored over by Prof. Mitra, a couple of
unimportant professors and one fourth-year student. Aranya had initially wanted
Prof. Raghuvir to be on the panel but he was unavailable.

Ten girls and ten boys were asked to step up on the stage and answer
questions before they could show off any particular talent.
Dhruv was the seventh.

Her palms grew sweaty and she had half a mind to ask the bouncers to get him
off the stage immediately, but she knew Dhruv—the drama queen, wouldn’t take
it lying down.

This wasn’t the time to lose her bearings. One slip and he would break her.
She had maintained the facade of being unaffected around him. She had to
maintain that. He had destroyed her life once. It wasn’t going to happen again.

Dhruv was the next one up for the panellists’ question and Aranya was
already breathing a little heavy, wishing he would drop dead, which was more
probable than him behaving himself.

‘So, Dhruv?’ asked Prof. Mitra, mentally patting himself for his insightful
questions. ‘What do you think is more important—looks or what’s deep within?’
Dhruv looked in the direction of Aranya. She felt her breath get stuck in her

throat.

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