Ruhanika’s POV
As I stepped outside of the airport, I took a deep breath and mumbled, finally! I’m back.
Excitement bubbled inside me. After four long years away, the thought of meeting my family again made me feel alive.
Oh, sorry I forgot to introduce myself. Hi, I’m Ruhanika Raichand. I’ve been away from my family for four years, and now here I am, standing outside the airport, waiting for a cab.
You must be wondering, if I coming back after so long, why didn’t anyone come to pick her up?
Well, here’s the thing. I told my family that I wouldn’t be able to return until next week because of work. But today, I decided to surprise them. What fun would it be if they already knew?
But fate, as always, had other plans.
I had been waiting for my cab for the past thirty minutes when my phone rang.
Ring ring...
I picked up, only to hear, “Ma’am, I won’t be able to arrive. Please book another cab.”
My patience snapped. “What do you mean you can’t come? I’ve been waiting here forever!”
Before I could argue further, the driver hung up.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Girl, please don’t ruin your mood today. You’re going to meet your family after so long, stay calm, I reminded myself.
Deciding to find another taxi, I started walking toward the taxi stand when suddenly whoosh! A car sped past me, splashing mud all over my clothes.
I froze, then screamed, “Oye! Andha hai kya? Dikhayi nahi deta kya?!” {Are you blind? Can’t you see?}
The car screeched to a halt a little ahead. Furious, I marched toward it and knocked on the window. The glass slid down, revealing a guy busy talking on his phone, not even sparing me a glance.
“Excuse me!” I snapped, hoping he’d look at me. But he didn’t.
Now I was really angry. First, I was drenched in mud because of him. Second, he didn’t even have the courtesy to say sorry. Ek sorry toh chhodo, phone se utho toh sahi aur dekhe kya haal kiya hai mera. {Forget sorry, at least look up from your phone and see what you’ve done!}
“Hello, Mister!” I shouted. “Apne baap ki sadak samajh rakhi hai kya? Jo itni tez gaadi chala rahe ho? Ya fir gaadi ko hawaijahaj samajh rakha hai jo udan bharne wale ho?!” {Do you think this road belongs to your father? Or have you mistaken your car for a plane about to take off?!}
That’s when he finally turned toward me.
And damn.
For a second, I forgot how to breathe. He looked like he had walked straight out of a fictional romance novel sharp jawline, intense eyes, and that I own the world aura.
But my daydream ended the moment he opened his mouth.
“Listen,” he said coldly. “I don’t have time for your stupid drama. I know girls like you do this for money. So here, take it and leave.”
And with that, he literally threw money out of the window and drove off, leaving me standing there like an idiot.
I clenched my fists. Agar ye mujhe phir mil gaya na, toh kasam se, iski jaan le lungi main! {If I ever meet him again, I swear I’ll kill him!}
I looked down at my mud stained clothes. Great. Just great. Now, I couldn’t even go home like this. Everyone would panic seeing me in such a state. And honestly, no taxi driver would allow me to sit inside his clean taxi like this anyway.
“Fine,” I muttered to myself. “Let’s do one thing. I’ll check into a nearby hotel, freshen up, and then figure out what to do next.”
And with that, dragging my luggage and my ruined mood along, I made my way toward the hotel.
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