Nadia’s POVI was seated on a chairin the dressing room, going through a fashion magazine with my legs overlappingeach other. Pari came along, beaming all smiles with a glass of milk. I satright on the chair, closing the magazine.“Hey, Nadia,” she said,moving closer.“Hi, Pari. What’s up withyou?” I asked. She moved closer.“Nothing much. I noticedhow stressed you were earlier after the shoot. So, I decided to bring you aglass of warm milk to calm your nerves,” she said, stretching the milk to me.“Aww! So thoughtful ofyou. Thanks a bunch,” I appreciated, collecting the milk from her.“Nadia?” Siya groaned,storming inside. “Hey, Siya,” I smiled ather. “Don’t take the milk,”she declared, glaring at Pari. I looked at Pari who was fidgeting, scratchingthe crook of her neck and darting her eyes away from us. I furrowed my eyebrowsbefore looking back at Siya.“Why, Siya? Whathappe
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