18. Falling.
20.06.2023
❝ Happy birthday, Maya ❞
❝ Why do you not call me Prachi? ❞
❝ Your parents lovingly gave you the name Maya. I'm friends with Maya now anyway. The Prachi I knew was very different ❞
Maya just nodded.
❝ Anyway, you're thirty now. How's that feel like?❞
Maya laughed.
❝ I'm thirty. I have no family. No friends, except you now. And I freelance. Feels like a perfect adulting situation! ❞
Maya chuckled and Prem shrugged.
❝ All I heard is that you have me in your life and hence it is perfect! ❞
He grinned and Maya nodded, raising the guava mojito.
❝ Cheers to that! ❞
🥀
Prem and Maya stopped walking as Maya reached her apartment. It was raining, and the two stood under umbrellas.
❝ Well goodnight, Maya. Happy birthday once again ❞
Prem said as he quickly hugged her, their umbrellas clashing because of the hug. Maya smiled softly, the proximity making her heart flutter.
❝ Prem- I wanted to say something ❞
❝ Hm? ❞
❝ I think I'm falling for you ❞
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