Chapter 83 Kajal The Bff

• Aryan's grip tightened on the steering wheel as his gaze fell upon the scattered cards on the dashboard, igniting a surge of emotions within him. With a frustrated exhale, he pulled the car to a halt, the engine's rumble fading into silence as he stepped out.
• His hand shook slightly as he brought a cigarette to his lips, the ember casting a dim glow against the evening dusk. With determination etched on his face, he dialled a number, his voice firm as he issued instructions, "Ok, meet me there in 10 minutes."
• Crushing the cigarette underfoot, he ignited the engine once more and sped off into the night, the sound of the car's roar a stark contrast to the turmoil within him.