Shivanya's POV

I had just reached home after making a quick stop at Jeevanshi and Aashi’s PG. Apparently, they were craving tea, the emotional kind, not the one brewed in a saucepan. The second I mentioned our little date, Jeevanshi lit up like a Diwali lamp. You’d think she had won a jackpot or cracked the UPSC prelims in her first attempt.