Chapter 3

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Date:- 27.07.2031

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I looked at Yash sir's retreating figure as he glanced back at my direction and went away, I sighed.

"C'mon baby let's get your tummy some food"

I said to Bruno, on the mention of food he barked, always hungry, I went to kitchen and took out his dog food and poured it in the bowl and came back in the living room and placed it near the couch, all the while he was following me, then I went and changed my dress, when I came back he was eating his food.

"You are so damn cute"
I said running my hand through his fur, my phone lit up, I looked at the screen.

'Mere najaz ma- Nate'

"Hey Nate"
I said, Natalie Matthew is my manager, half Indian from mother's side, but acts like my mom.

'Hello Snow, happy birthday to you, I hope you have woke up by now, it's already 12 AM in India'

See I told you.

"Yeah, I woke up, and wait today's my birthday? What's the date?"
See I really don't care about my birthday, I know it's an important day and all, but dude I don't give two shits about it.

'How can you be this forgetful! Today as 27 July, and all your fans are spamming everywhere, have you even opened your phone, and for god sakes that PR manager if yours is eating my head off, do a quick post or story to tell people you are alive, I have sent a small cake at you're place, also that ex of yours was asking for you, and why the hell you have so many exs'

She yelled through phone, I can imagine her shouting.

"C'mon babe, handle that crazy lady for me, and why the hell I am supposed to post when I am not celebrating or anything, like dude is it important for the world to know ever single thing about me!! And which ex are you talking about"
I said, point to be noted, in last 5 years I haven't celebrated any of my birthdays, just a post or story.

"I know you are lazy, forgetful, careless, clumsy, with memory of a peanut, but for once try to remember that you are The Snow Williams, for once think about your fans, they wait for your one single post and you are ignoring there existence like air"
She said, clearly frustrated from me not listening to her.

"But bro I am a writer, not some damn social media influencer, or something"
I groaned, Bruno looked at me and barked as if asking what happened, I just ran my hand over his head.

'Look I know snow that you hate socializing and all with your introvert ass, but please for my sake do one post, and I was talking about James'

She said, I sighed, she isn't only my manager but is my bestfriend too.

"Okay for this once I am listening to you, and tell james to fuck off, I don't care"
I said, why the hell I have this many exs.

"Sure, I will, by the way, why the heck are you in India, you were supposed to be working on your new novel, you went oh so suddenly, is everything Okay?"

She asked, she cand her concerns.

"Yeah everything good, just wanted some peace moments to think about the story, I will send you the drafts, and....... umm.. thank you for wishing, Okay bye"

I hung up, not waiting for her reply, just then the bell rang, I opened and saw a guy standing with a box, I took it and said a polite thanks, I came inside and opened the box, it was a chocolate cake, loaded with chocolate, with 'happy birthday to snow' written on it in white cream.

I placed it on the table and then brought a knife, a glass of wine and a wine bottle, I took the selfie stick and attached it with my phone, pouring some wine in the glass and cutting a small piece of cake I placed it in my lap, then I made Bruno sit beside me hugging, I clicked the pick and posted it with the caption.

'Spending time with myself on my special day feels so good'

How I wish I could write, worst day of my life, got sick and had an injection after 2 years, and met a Mr. Rudo.

I placed the cake in refrigerator and went to my room, and slept cuddling with my Bruno.

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Date: 28.07.2031

"Now what the hell should I do with this cake? I really don't want to waste it, how I wish I knew some orphanage near here"

I said to myself looking at the cake, in California I always use to spend my birthday with orphans, they feel like family to me.

My phone rang, who now man.

I looked at the screen.

'Ajey bahiya'

My face instantly lit up, and I picked up the call.

"Hey bro, what's up"
I asked.

"You didn't picked any of my calls yesterday, nor did you replied to any of the messages by me or shreya, you know how worried we were? For god sakes it's your birthday"

He said, umm... guess he is angry, I leaned against the slab.

"You know na bahi I really don't like celebrating birthdays, it's not my thing, what if I might die the same day I was born, nobody gives a shit, it's just like you are tryna pretend happy in front of the world when you really don't care"
I said, justifying myself, in past 5 years Ajey, Shreya, siya, Aunty Uncle, Deepak bahiya, his wife and son, have been the nearest to the family I can have, and they just care a lot.

"I don't care, you are my sister, and you just can't ignore my calls, if you did that one more time I am gonna come there myself, do you get that?"

He said, and I laughed a bit.

"Okay Okay as you say bro, anyways should I ask you something, I mean it could be a bit rude"
I asked.

"Of course go ahead"
He replied.

"Umm.... is Yash your brother? I mean are you or he adopted something, like dude he is fucking rudooo, he isn't sensitive at all"
I said.

"Umm... he used to say I am adopted, which is a lie anyways, now cut the crap and tell me what you really wanna say"

He said.

"Sometimes how I wish you didn't know me this well bro, but..... I.. I just feel like i hurted him with my words unknowingly, I don't think he wants to share his story, I feel the pain he is going through, I mean I never met him before but something in my heart says that he won't want to share.... are you sure you want me to write his story?"
I asked, yes it was Ajey bahiya who asked me if I did like to write his story, I was always curious and when Ajey asked I just flew all the way from California to here.

"I don't think you can hurt him at all, and he will tell you for sure, and... and I want you to know his story, it's really important"
He said, his voice is hiding something, which always dose when he is talking about Yash sir.

"But.. how is it gonna effect me at all, I don't understand?"
I asked confused.

"You will understand one day, just keep trying to get out his story, even if you don't write it, just know it for once, okay bye Siya is causing trouble to her mom"

He said and hung up, sure is hell Siya never causes trouble, liar, but I got an idea.

Get ready Mr. Nagar I am gonna know your story one way or other, no matter if I have to use hook or crook.

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