You are imperfect, but that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be loved.

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Those… those were Iqbal Mustafa Khan and... Xavier Johns.

Aditi revealed the names of these two, Prisha was waiting for this moment. She was keen to find out who those people were. They were very associated with her.
Without identifying them it's not possible to jump to conclusions.

Anmol's face didn't read anything. He was still admiring the ground, unable to look up. As if the fight is already over. It just started.

"Court demands the presence of these two men and Rohit Sharma and his wife Ritika Sajdeh with Suryakumar Yadav in the court on the second hearing that will take place on 5th of June. " Judge removed his specs and stood up.

Security followed him as he made his way out.
The magistrates also collected all the evidence and files given to them. They took their respective things and made their way out talking about random stuff to each other.

It was the end of the first trial.
There was a silent Ishan still sitting in the same spot as before, Prisha approached him. She collected her bag, took Ishan's hand and walked past the two opposition party members. Anmol and Aditi's eyes followed them as they went out. None said a word.

Before crying Aditi was now back to normal with a clenched jaw and tightened grip on the withstand bar. She was cursing under her breath but the latter two didn't care to pay any attention.

Ishan's pov

I entered the house, it was an eerie dark and unkempt.
The aura was depressing not gonna lie.
Since the beginning of the difficulties, I never had time to deal with my own self.
I spend sleepless nights and hardly eat if not pressurised to eat by Ramu Kaka.
I threw my phone away in frustration when found out about this, it's still the same broken screen. Never bought a new one.

But today, I feel a little delighted. I know the fight is not over yet. It is just the beginning. What made me happy were Prisha's efforts.
She has put a lot into this as if it's her own case. Her dedication deserves our victory. I am positive we will win it.

But I am not sure about those two guys. I have dated Aditi for 3 years and she never mentioned them. Who are they and what is their purpose?
Prisha will surely make them spit out the truth.

I don't fear Aditi anymore. She can't manipulate me any further. Prisha is the master of trapping people in their own lies. Whatever the reason, Aditi is behind All these to make my life miserable. She is going to fail badly. Very badly.

I am curious about her connections with the other two guys I assume, Prisha has formulated a theory about it. She won't share it, it's too early to jump to conclusions. Time will reveal everything.

With all these thoughts revolving in my mind, I fell into a deep slumber. Time will only decide what will happen.
I am not losing my hope towards Prisha.

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The phone vibrated in my ears, I looked up at the time. It was 11 pm. I groaned and looked at the Caller ID. It was Virat Bhaiya. His calling at this time is not normal. Shubman calling is, not Virat. 

What if the BCCI removed me? 

What if my contract to play for India in the upcoming series is cancelled? 

I ignored the what if when the caller's tune went to a higher pitch and instantly lift up the green button. 

" Hello... Hello bhaiya, what happened? " I asked concerned just hoping it isn't some bad news. 

" Ishan, how are you brother? " Came a soft voice from the other side. 

" I... I am good bhaiya. Anything wrong that made you call me now? "

Virat bhai wouldn't come to the topic on point, he would slowly say it. I have noticed this about him. He's not good at giving bad news on the spot. 

" Nothing wrong Ishan, called to check upon you. I saw the news and decided to just make a phone call"

My eyes filled with tears. This is the only person to ever personally call me and ask me how I am. 

Rest none cared. Not that I expect them to, but Virat Bhai always proves why he is the best.

" I was watching the live telecast of the argument, they called Rohit right. Have you informed him about it? " He asked me. 

" Not yet bhai. I don't know how to. 

I will call him tomorrow morning and inform him about it. I am sure he knows it by now " I said. 

" Don't worry Ishan. I called him before calling you. He's all prepared to come with Ritika Bhabhi. He even informed Surya about it. He agreed to take a stand for you. Now don't worry much ok? " 

He spoke on the other hand. His voice calmed me down. He always boosts me up before the battle whether it be on the ground or in some courtroom. 

" Be strong Ishan. You and that lawyer Krisha will do it, I am sure! "

" Bro... That's Prisha" I corrected him.

" Yeah, that Prisha-soon-to-be-Kishan will fight hard." He teased me. I couldn't help but blush. Blush like a tomato. Tomatoes are expensive these days and here are my cheeks turned red.

I scolded him about his statement I couldn't help but smile. Then it clicked with me. Why would he say that? He doesn't know about my friendship with prisha. Does he?

Upon asking he ignored my question and asked me one,
" Do you love her? "
I went speechless I had no answer to that. I liked her as a teen, but. Now "I don't know"

" You'll have to find out," He told me in a relaxed voice.

" How? " I asked like a curious child asking questions to their guru.

" Ask this yourself, how? Why? When? Ask yourself this question you will get the answers. Don't blame yourself because of a tragic love failure. You aren't a downgraded, characterless person. Nor do you have some Imperfections but that doesn't make you perfectly perfect" Virat bhai guided me.

" But Bhai how do I realize it? "
I already had a love failure. Outcomes are in front of the world. I don't think I am ready again.

" You start feeling jealous, you become aggressive to protest her. Care is a simple thing anyone can give you. But jealousy and aggressiveness about your loved ones make you realise what you truly feel about them"

I didn't reply. I stayed silent. I processed everything he said.

" I saw the way you were looking at her. Your eyes were fixed on her. Only her. Eyes can talk too" With this he hung up.

I lightly put the phone down and lay down again.
I closed my eyes and let my mind wander.

Jealous, yeah. I admit, I didn't like the creepy behaviour of Anmol Raina when he saw Prisha. He made her uncomfortable. But isn't it a best friend's duty to care for their best friend? Virat bhai's words rang again 'Anyone can give you care but jealousy and aggression makes you realize your true feelings

Aggression, was I aggressive.
I hate to admit this one but I was. I didn't show it because Prisha warned me not to create a scene anywhere and just stay silent. She said she'll handle everything. I just have to answer what's been asked. Rest things she'll look after them. I was a bit aggressive dragging Prish away from the flirtatious guy. Anger took upon me when he was hugging her and she was avoiding his touches. But isn't angry the synonym for Aggression?

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Ishan is confused about his feelings and Prisha is confused about the two guys. They play a major role in this incident. Their identities are yet to be revealed properly. The court will manage to bring them in the next hearing. Something that gave a relief to Prisha.

She is preparing a Questionnaire based on the timeline of the events she set up. But how true they are, None know except Obviously Aditi and that donkey.

She put the book aside and went to sleep. Riya's words out of nowhere popped up in Prisha's subconscious mind.
What she told was true. he hates Aditi but isn't sure if he likes her. That would be too early. Boy cannot easily move on after what happened, it's more difficult when he's going through depression.

Prisha doesn't have time to wait for him, life is a race everyone is running you can't stop in the middle and wait for your past to come over with you, not when you are running for your future.

She will gradually move on and focus on her career,
Ishan will also be fine and start focussing on Cricket.

Not that they are meant to be together.......