AFTER LUNCH
Staff: Sir, someone is waiting for you in the waiting room...
Abhi: Oh, okay. I'll check.
Staff:(Speaking in a low tone, clearly concerned) Sir, be careful... There's something off about her. She was talking nonsense.
Abhi: Hmm? What did she say?
Staff: Sir, she said she's your fiancée. And that she would wait in your cabin. We all know you don't have a fiancée, so we asked her to sit in the waiting room.
She seems... interested in you. I think you should be careful. She might be a... psycho.
Abhi:(Taken aback, his mind racing.)
What did she say? My fiancée...?
( "Is she really here for me? Or is this some weird misunderstanding?" He shakes his head, trying to clear his mind.)
Abhi: Hmm... let's go meet her. I think I made her wait long enough.
(His heart beating faster with a mix of curiosity and excitement. He walks towards the waiting room.)
Staff:(Shouting after him, still worried.) Sir, are you listening? Sir!
Abhi:(He hurries off, brushing off the staff's warnings.)
IN THE WAITING ROOM
(Abhi reaches the waiting room, his pulse quickening. As he enters, he spots Ishana... but she's not alone. She's talking to a man, laughing and smiling at him. Abhi stops dead in his tracks, feeling a knot form in his stomach.)
Abhi's thoughts:(Why is she smiling at him like that? She never smiles at me... Who is this guy? What's going on here?)
(The happiness he felt moments ago starts to drain away, replaced by jealousy and confusion. Who is this man, and what does he have that Abhi doesn't?)
Abhi's thoughts:(This guy just ruined everything... This was supposed to be a nice moment with Ishana, but now... now I feel weird. What's he doing with her? I can't stand it.)
(Without thinking, Abhi walks toward Ishana. His steps are fast, almost angry. When he reaches her, he suddenly grabs her by the waist and pulls her close to him.)
Abhi:(In a low voice, clearly irritated but trying to keep his composure.)
Ishana... Did I make you wait for so long?
Ishana:(Whispering in his ear, uncomfortable with his sudden closeness.)
Abhi, leave my waist...
Abhi:(Smirking, not letting go, teasing her.)
Just bear with it... darling.
(His voice softens, but there's a touch of possessiveness in his tone.)
By the way, who is he? And how do you know him?
Ishana:(Pulling away slightly but still trying to stay calm.)
Oh, him? He's my old classmate... Divyansh. He's also a good friend of mine. We just lost contact for a while, but we reconnected today.
(She turns to Divyansh, still smiling.)
Divyansh, meet Abhi. He's another friend of mine.
Divyansh:(With a friendly grin, he extends his hand.)
Oh, hey! Nice to meet you, Mr. Abhi.
Abhi:(Shaking Divyansh's hand firmly, but with a forced smile.)
Hello... same here. But, please, don't be so formal. After all, you're her friend.
(But in his mind, there's a storm of jealousy and doubt brewing.)
Abhi's thoughts:(Why didn't she mention that I'm her fiancée? Does she like him? This guy seems... weird. There's something off about him. What does he have that I don't?)
(Abhi's eyes narrow as he watches Divyansh a little too closely. The way he looks at Ishana... It doesn't sit well with him. The more he observes, the more uneasy he feels.)
Abhi's thoughts:(I'm starting to feel like the thief is coming before the house is even settled...)
(Abhi stands there, unsure of how to move forward. His irritation with Divyansh grows, and the jealousy is hard to mask. But he's trying to stay calm, pretending that everything is fine. Ishana's casual attitude about this meeting only makes it harder for him to keep his cool.)