Chapter 57

Srusti’s POV

Maybe he wanted me to leave them alone.

"Ok, sir!" I said and was going into my room when I heard Robin.

"Hey beautiful, I am very hungry… Could you get something for me? Anything that Mohit likes. We are alike, we like to do the same things… We have the same preference in all things, you see. Isn’t it Mohit?"

Mohit was glaring at him. I didn’t know what was going on.

I turned again, nodded and went to make the pancakes.

"No, she has pain in her hand. Ms. Mehra, please go to your room and rest." Mohit said in a higher tone.

Ms. Mehra? Oh, so we are strangers now? He was confusing me. Was he bipolar?

"Wait! Let me at least taste her…cooking." Robin said and Mohit looked angry even before Robin could complete his sentence.

"Why? She doesn’t cook for you?"

"But she does for you. We shared so many things. So what is the problem now?" He said with a teasing smile which looked somewhat like a satire.