The week slipped by in a blur of meetings, presentations, and endless follow-ups. Sia adapted faster than anyone expected, her quiet efficiency becoming the talk of the floor. She wasn’t just Raghav Malhotra’s new PA anymore; people had started noticing how easily she handled chaos, how she kept things moving without ever losing her calm.
The cafeteria became her little pocket of comfort. Sometimes she sat with Siddharth, who always found a way to make even the dullest moments entertaining. Sometimes Ruhi dropped by with her sharp tongue and reckless charm. And every now and then, Raghav would pass by silently, coffee in hand, his gaze lingering on her for a second too long before moving on as if nothing had happened.
Hey there all the lovepies...Loads of love to you all for reading my books..That alone means a lot to me...I am a student at a university...and as much as I don't like it but I am still heavily dependent on my parents financially. Writing stories is my dream and I write what I dream...My stories are a different world for me where I would escape even as a child when I could no longer keep up with the real world. As I write I pour down that little yet unimaginable huge world that I have created in my mind, with the intention that everyone gets a glimpse of it. Showing some support and love will really help me turn my manifestations into reality and that reality might lead others to everything they wanna manifest (who doesn't want their life to turn into their favourite book 🫠 ). YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT MATTERS A LOT!❤️
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