27. Dropped His Hand While Dancing

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Shobhana pov

I just landed at the Mumbai airport and Ishan told me that he will be picking me up.

"Shobi! " I heard his voice echo.  "Hey, " I smiled while hugging him.  "come on, let's go," he spoke before going to the car.

On our way, we caught up on our stupid conversation. 

"He's going to be so surprised, " he whispered while sneaking me into a room.  "Arey what? Where are you taking me? " I muttered.  "Get ready here then come downstairs by 7 pm, " he spoke before running off.

I sighed before checking the time. 6: 30 pm.

Groaning I got ready in a simple black dress with a leather jacket before throwing my hair into a messy bun.

I took the gifts before heading downstairs. Everyone was there. Kriti saw me and jumped onto me making me laugh.

A few minutes later I saw Ishan come backwards with a camera.

"Guys get ready," he whispered. "You two come inside now," he yelled and we saw Shubman and Abhishek enter with blindfolds.

"Tu kya kar raha here? " Shu man exclaimed just as he bumped his leg onto a table.

"Now open the blindfolds, " he yelled as they did.

"Surprise! " we yelled and honestly my throat hurt.

"What?" Abhishek muttered.

"Happy birthday, " I smiled as Shubman returned one. "Thanks.  What are you doing here? " he asked.

"Thought I'll surprise you, " I answered as he nodded.

"Cake time!! " someone yelled and Shubman and Abhishek were pulled away. They cut the cake and honestly, everyone was having fun.

"Pull your partners to the dance floor!! " Ishan yelled pulling Kriti. "You wanna dance? " I asked him as he nodded hesitantly.

It was going well until he spoke. 

"You're using me aren't you? Someone told me you're using me just to come up with a big career," he spoke and I dropped his hand while dancing.

"What? " I asked my voice barely a whisper.

"Well I think that's why you got selected in NYC Vogue, " he shrugged and now everyone had stopped dancing and all eyes were on us.

"Shubman, what are you talking about? " Ishan asked, coming beside me.

"It's obvious it isn't working out between me and you. We are done," he spoke sternly and I haven't seen him like this before.

I didn't know what to say. My body froze and no words left it mouth. "is that your final decision? " I asked him as he nodded.

"Here is your gift, " I muttered shoving it in his hand before walking away.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes and that's when I bumped into Virat.  "Shobi are you okay? " he asked. That's when I lost it.  I started sobbing and Virat bhai hugged me rubbing my back.

"Hey hey what happened? " he asked. I explained everything to him.

"God what an asshole, " he muttered rubbing my back.

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