Chapter 8. Bitter Truth

Khushi's POVAnannya moved away after finishing her monologue, a cynical grin on her lips. I stood there with an astounded look on my face.

It felt like a hard, humiliating whiplash on my face to wake me up from the remaining dream. My senses swiftly veered towards Darsh, who was already casting us a bemused gaze. Most probably wondering what we were discussing.

Up to that point, I was anxious about whether Darsh would regard me as a partner ever. However, after meeting Anannya, I lost all hope.

A woman who was successful in her career and had the appearance of a goddess. Who would have looked at other women if they had had a companion like Anannya? She embodied everything a man might wish for in a partner.

I finally perceived why Anannya made me feel uncomfortable at first glance.

Why didn't I expect Darsh to have a lover? Why? Why am I always so stupid?

It turned out I was the third wheel in their perfect life.

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