This is a fictional story of a girl who conveys her stories to you through her diary
Crazy life(pt.25)
Dear diary,
To I went back to India, with tears, cause this happened:

Right before leaving for the airport, I went to our hangout area in the company. Arnav asked me to come-

Me: hey! Are you ready, where are your bags?
Arnav: you’re ready huh?
Me: yaaa …don’t tell me you’re not ……like we got to go
Arnav: I got to tell you something…
Me: what…is something wrong, ( I kept my baggage down)
Arnav: actually……….I am not coming...