‘I am sorry, Aditya,’ she said as she walked in.‘Sorry for what?’ He didn’t look irritated at all. ‘For what I did yesterday.’‘It’s okay. Long forgotten.’ He smiled. It didn’t look like he was pretending. ‘No. I am an evil bitch. I . . . I . . . don’t deserve to be forgiven.’‘But it’s . . .’‘No. I was very selfish.’‘Fine. You were. But it’s forgotten.’‘Don’t you want to know what got me pissed?’‘Does it really matter? Something I did got you worked up. Now you feel you shouldn’t have reacted quite so severely. So we are quits now, the matter dead and buried.’She smiled. Her smile alone could light up a room, Aditya thought to himself.‘Did the publishers call back?’ she asked all of a sudden. ‘Oh.’ He was about to tell her about the call with Vaishali but changed his mind. ‘Actually, not yet . . . no.’ Seeing the smile disappear, he added, ‘In any case, we only sent it the day before. Give it at least a couple of weeks.’ ‘Do you think endorsement from a production house will help?’‘You mean a movie deal?’‘Hmm .
