And It Said,
Welcome To New York.
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Author's Pov
In New York city, a girl in her late twenties was dancing in her apartment with a white shirt in her hand. She was wearing a black shirt and light blue denim shorts. Her hairs were tied in a loose bun. She was dancing on the song 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift.
Soon she started singing "Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone..."
When her chef entered the apartment with the spare keys. She has given the spare keys to the chef just in case she is sleeping or will be late. The chef was appointed by her mother, she has been strictly told by her mother to avoid the outside food. Her mother was very particular about it as she had food poisoning 2 years back due to continuous intake of junk and oily food.
Flashback
"Aaah it's paining." the girl screamed in pain.
" Aur khaa bahar ka khana." her mother taunted.
( Eat more outside food)
"Mumma stop taunting me." she said.
"Nothing to worry, it's just food poisoning. Try to avoid outside food and you will be alright. I have prescribed some medicines. Take it for one week." the doctor interrupted and saved her from her mother's scolding.
The girl made a sulking face looking at the prescribed medicines she was going to say something when her mother glared at her making her shut her mouth. From then her mother had appointed a chef who would make her delicious homemade food. Because her in the kitchen is an invitation to disaster. No doubt she cooks well but she is too messy so she avoids cooking.
Flashback ends
She was brought back to the world when she heard the chef giggling.
She looked at her and then at herself then she realised she was dancing with the shirt in her hand on the center table.
She came down from the center table and cleared her throat.
"Janvi Ma'am what would you like to have for lunch as well as dinner." she asked sarcastically.
Janvi's Pov
" Emma why are you even asking me when mom has already given you this week's menu." I sulked and sat on the sofa.
I knew mom sends her every week's menu and she always obeys her giving me all those tasteless green vegetables in the form of soup, salad,etc.
Infact she is my mom's spy she always tells mumma whatever I eat even if it's a small chocolate but in other cases she is my biggest secret keeper.
She coughed a bit and said " Okay we can do one thing. We can make the Sunday's a cheat day. I would make anything you like."
I jumped in excitement and hugged her "Oh my god Emma are you for real ? I am so happy you know."
Emma is like my elder sister in last 2 years she has done everything what an elder sister would do for her little sister.
"Heyy I make good food okay." She fake glared at me and I laughed.
At 11:00 pm,
New York
Janvi's Pov
I was too tired to even lift my self up but I had too after the much hectic day at my dream place 'ACE'. I came home to the delicious fragrance of white sauce pasta. I went into the kitchen and saw a sticky note on the container. It's just I felt happy looking at you dancing so giving you your much needed cheat day early. Here you go but get fresh first and then dig into it. Love your mumma's spy. I giggled reading it and went to my room.
I took my comfortable night dress, which was a satin black top with satin shorts and placed it neatly on the bed. I went into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water. I placed my body wash near the bathtub and brought wine and filled the glass with it. I put the pasta in a bowl and placed it near the bathtub. Then I immersed myself in the bathtub and relaxed myself. After a while I finished my relaxation session and came out in my favourite white and black checks bathrobe.
As soon as I came out, I heard ringing of my phone. I fussed as to who was calling me at this hour but I immediately smiled looking at the caller ID.....
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Chapter Aesthetics
The New York Apartment.
Janvi's Outfit.
The White Sauce Pasta.
Janvi's Night Dress.
Bathtub Aesthetics.
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Why did Janvi smiled looking at the caller ID ?
Is someone there in her life ?
Stay tuned to know...
So this was the very first chapter of my very first book.
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