Disha's PoV

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4 Years Later

"Disha!" An Australian accent called out to me, and I turned toward the call. A blonde with a surfer's build stood in front of me, his usual lazy smile planted across his face.

"What do you want, Kyle?" I scoffed before turning my attention back to the table I was cleaning. 

"Well, I've got tickets to the match at the Gabba. Three Days from now," Kyle said in a sing-song voice, and I sighed. As much as I would love to go, I couldn't. My exams were coming up, and it was my final year at the Australian University Of Science.

I'm finally going to graduate!

A wave of sadness crashed over me, I wished my parents were here to see me. When I turned 20, my parents wanted me to pursue a different career. My father and I argued over it, and it ended up with me leaving the house. The very next day, I got the acceptance letter from the AUS (Australian University Of Science). Of course, even though I had a scholarship, I needed to work odd jobs to make ends meet. 

"D? Everything alright?" Someone shook me out of my thoughts of sorrow, I saw Kyle's concerned emerald eyes staring into mine.

"I'm fine," I sighed and plopped down on a chair, "I have to prep for my exams Kyle, sorry."

"That's alright, mate." He grinned and gave me a fist bump. "I'll go ask Pat if he's free."

I still loved cricket with my heart and soul, Chachu loved to call me and point out how well his former students were doing in the matches. He loved to praise Rishabh Pant in particular, he and I... had some history. We were as thick as thieves before yet another argument tore my friendship with him.

He ran off toward where Pat, my classmate, was sitting. I heard my boss's voice call for me, I stuffed my hands inside the pockets of the apron and rushed toward her.

"Table Four, you'll serve them." She grunted and passed me seven menus. I nodded and put on the happiest smile I could muster.

"Hi, I'm Disha and I'll be your waitress today--" I started but the words and smile that I had, died away. 

"Rishabh-?"

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Well, I bet none of you expected the change in the plot line ;D

Someone check my mental health, why do I enjoy torturing people with cliffhangers?