Anaya glares at Noor, who’s biting back her laughter, and continues, “And being free of your stupid exes.”
“By burning his picture?”
“Don’t forget cursing him out.” She juts her chin out like a teacher. “Most important step. Otherwise, it won’t work.”
“This is stupid,” I mutter.
“Come on, Aryan is a grade A shithead and shit needs to be flushed out.”
My gorgeous nutcase of a friend even came prepared with a postcard-sized picture of Aryan withA piece of shitwritten in black bold letters on top and a matchstick.
I stare at my ex-fiancé’s photo. He’s smiling widely with a mischievous expression in his black eyes. The sunlight is hitting him from the perfect angle as he gazes at the camera.
The photo was taken by me. It was after our morning run in the park, the day after we got engaged.
When I clicked it, I thought I was staring at my forever. Little did I know heartbreak was waiting for me at the end.
The longer I stare, the more fury burns in my veins. It pushes aside the pity, the despair, and the blame I’ve been shouldering.
The picture wrinkles at the corner as my fist tightens.
“He is a shithead,” I growl, crushing the damn paper while imagining it’s his face I’m choking. “He’s going to rue the day he walked out on me.”
“Hell yeah!” Noor hoots.
Anaya claps. “Keep going.”
“Asshole.”
“More.”
“Motherfucking coward! Scumbag! Lying piece of shit. The biggestchutiyato ever exist! I hate him!”
“Burn his picture!”
I light the match, press the edge against the flame, and watch the photo set on fire. It melts rapidly, carrying with it some of my anger away. Before the flames can lick my fingers, I throw the picture into the toilet.
After one final look, I flush Aryan out of my life.
“Now, let’s go party!”
Chapter Two
Arya
TheInfernois a trending local rooftop bar slash club that’s become the most sought-after nightclub by gen Z.
I see the appeal as I gaze around.
The architecture is state-of-the-art.
Intricate, bold, seductive.
The main draw is the stunning view of the open sky with the whole city lit up like diamonds beneath it. Into the distance, it creates the illusion of the two meeting in the middle. The sky and the earth are melting together like two lost souls.
It’s breathtaking.
The loud and pulsing music vibrates the entire floor. You can’t help but sway to the beats. The vibrancy inside the club is mesmerizing.
