Alveera's POV

I had already arrived at my place. It was a beautiful duplex house. The company was quite generous as this house was probably worth a fortune.

My furniture and other stuff had already arrived. Gia had already sent the boxes with things from our old apartment.

So, after showering and changing into an oversized t-shirt, I started fixing the house.

In about 6 hours, I was almost done. I was exhausted. Moreover, this was lonely. I hadn't lived alone in Mumbai, ever. I always had Gia. And even when Gia wasn't around, I had Zaid to keep me company. I honestly didn't have anyone at this point. I mean, Gia was supposed to come over tomorrow, but she wasn't going to live with me. I felt so alone.

However, it was time to grow out of my shell. So I brushed the feeling of being lonely off and I decided to get done with the work. Afterwards, I ordered pizza and enjoyed it with a chilled beer as I watched Big boss. Don't judge guys, reality TV was fun.

The episode had almost ended when I got a call from and unknown number.

"Hello?" I said after receiving the call.

I reiterated the hello a number of times, but after getting no reply, I decided to hang up the phone.

It was strange though. I usually never got blank calls. Moreover, I could sense heavy breathing on the other end of the phone. It was as if the person wanted to say something but he/she stopped him/herself. Whatever it was, I decided to let go of it and enjoy my alone time tonight.

My job started tomorrow morning so I paid attention to not go beyond one bottle of beer. So, when it was around 9 pm, I turned all the lights off, locked the doors and headed to my bedroom.

The bedroom was huge in this house. I tried to make it as homely as I could with pictures and lights. Before going to bed, I took a book and read a little bit of it. Then, I let the sleepiness sink in and fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up to the really annoying voice of Gwen Stefani, as my alarm went off. I still hadn't changed the ringtone. Wow. Sometimes, I really surprised myself.

I needed to look good to impress the people and Hindustan Unilever. So, I decided to go for a simple beige Salwar Kameez which I teamed with a sleek ponytail and flats. I looked pretty formal when I saw myself at the mirror. So I was confident that I'd give a good first impression based on my appearance.

The office was amazing. The building, the people, my supervisor, everyone was super nice. At lunch hour, we even went out to eat. It was a very good first day as everyone was super welcoming and helpful. I really liked the environment, so I was quite optimistic about this job.

After a very good, yet exhausting first day at work, I came back home, famished. Luckily, I entered my home and Saw Gia sitting in the living room.

"Giaaaa! Oh my God, I can't believe it's you," I almost yelled as I ran to hug her.

"Aloo, I missed you soo much yaar," she replied,"the house looks fantastic, I'm totally going to take full advantage of having a spare key."

"Abbe, this is your house too, do whatever you want to do, I'm just really really glad to have you back," I said.

We hugged and chatted as we had dinner and watched TV together. Gia was doing really well in her new job and was planning to get her own car. I was extremely excited for her. So much had changed. My Gia was so independent. I was extremely impressed with her.

Then, she asked me about how I was doing.

"Well, the job seems cool, and I'm just a little not used to not having you in Mumbai, apart from that, everything is fine," I replied.

"Alveera, you know that that's not what I'm asking about right?" She said.

"What are you asking about then? I asked confounded.

"Al, we both know why you came back, stop pretending like it's something else," she said.

"I'm not pretending Gia, what are you saying?" I replied, annoyed this time.

"Okay, look me in the eye and say that you don't miss Zaid and that you don't want him back," she said sternly

I couldn't look at her. Of course I came back for Zaid. I could easily get a job at Philly. But I wanted to be back for Zaid. So yes, I couldn't look her in the eye and say all that.

I started to get all teary as she ambushed me. My eyes turned red as tears started rolling down them. Immediately Gia came and sat beside me and let me rest my head on her lap. She knew.

"Stop crying Aloo, it'll get better," she said.

It wasn't going to get better. I had lost him forever. So I sobbed my heart out.

"I messed up Gia, I took him for granted. He doesn't want to be with a selfish person like me, but I can't live without him, what do I do?" I said as I sobbed incessantly.

"He can't get over you so soon Al, he loved you a lot to do that," she said, "have you spoken to him?"

"I don't know where he is, I don't know how he is doing, Gia I miss him," I said.

Gia then told me to meet him. She gave me his number and asked me to call him and perhaps get some closure. This crying myself to sleep every night wasn't healthy in her view.

So, I promised her that I was going to call him and meet him. I didn't know if I had enough balls to do it, but I agreed with her any way.

"Alveera, I've met Zaid recently, he still cares, so don't worry, he will come," said Gia.

"Gia, I just want him back. I'll never screw up again," I said as I sobbed while still resting on her lap.

Gia just stroked her hand on my head and tried to calm me down. I had probably fallen asleep as I didn't remember what happened next.

I woke up in my bed the next day, thinking that all that was a dream. However, finding Zaid's new number on my phone confirmed that last night indeed happened.