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A couple of days later, Mary texted her to go to her place to sign the contract. Dariya was back to her mood instantly thinking of her piece of work being displayed in the art museum. Excited, Dariya woke up early on Saturday morning. She put on a pale yellow laced, round neck, long sleeve midi dress, and a Cyan blue pumps. Happily, she got out of the house saying she going shopping. She drove alone over to Mary's place. Five minutes after she reached, the director's five arrived with her young son. We shook hands and sat around the table. "Good morning ladies." A pleasant familiar voice came from the inside and she felt trembling inside. Dariya looked up to see who the person was and it was him as she guessed. The guy who took off five years back has landed back only he looked so matured and different and grown big. "This is my son Lu Han." Mary introduced. Mary looked at me and at Lu Han. I said nothing and went back to reading the contract. Lu Han felt slightly disappointed after giving them coffee and went back. He stood at the opposite straight to Dariya. She did glance at one once a while she spoke with the ladies. She signed the contract. They have decided to put her works in the museum and gallery. And Dariya agreed to the option of selling them in the gallery and get the certain percentage of money from the price they sell.

As the meeting got over Dariya took her purse and walked out. "I will come later." She told Mary. She stepped out and began walking. She heard the footsteps behind.

"Dariya wait." It was Lu Han. "Dariya." But she didn't stop. "WAIT."

"What?" she asked, not turning back and continued walking. She actually nothing to talk to him except doing one thing that was itching her to do.

'Careful" Lu Han said and He all of a sudden pulled her back from walking down the run. He knew she wasn't concentrating on the road at all. She fell right on him and hit her face on his chest. Tears ran down her face. "Sorry, you were" he stopped. She was looking at him. She slapped him right across his face. He accepted and said nothing.

"Why are you back now?" she asked now. "Why come back now and make me feel miserable? Do you know what you have done to me? What you put me through?" she asked him.

"I know" that's all he replied looking at her. "Sorry."

"Are you? Really ?"