All Chapters of The Mismatched Half: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

March 2011, India."We're going out for dinner. Get ready by seven." Rahul said tying his shoe lace. He walked up to her and lifted up her chin to face him. " Are you excited?" Anya looked down and blushed. " I'll take that as a yes." he kissed her forehead and left for work. It had been two weeks since her wedding. They had postponed their honeymoon as Rahul's mother's condition had worsened.

"You're going to break into his house?" Lizzy squealed with wide eyes after listening to Anya's plan." What the hell, Ann?" Tash glared with fuming eyes." Since when did you start thinking like a felon? You could get arrested for B&E" Emily let out her lawyer self.

They drove straight to the diner where Tash worked, to fill her up with all the details. The diner was almost empty with merely two to three customers and Tash was busy in the cash register when they walked in." Tash, you won't believe what happened to our dear pussy here, umm I mean Jess." Lizzy giggled loudly and all heads turned towards their direction. The five of them looked like the group from gossip girls who had just returned from a successful mission, and all that their entry lacked was a little punch of 'bond' music

He stopped and walked towards her."I don't really know how you pulled this off but I'm going to find out and-", he paused and looked at her intently. " Please don't try denying it. I'm pretty sure it's you because who else would be dumb enough to remove only the main files and leave the backup files untouched." He grinned widely. Realisation hit like a bullet in Anya's mind. "Who else but you?" he continued. So that's how he was able to retrieve the files. Oh my, what am I going to tell the girls! I totally screwed up. She floated in her thoughts when Ronan snapped his fingers. " If you're back from dreamland, might I just say something?" He said waving his hands.

She stopped by the grocery store to buy some supplies before she went home. She was planning to make something special as Viola's dad was coming for dinner. She finally decided to make lamb stew with rice as it was his favourite meal. She had to somehow make him understand or atleast pacify him that she can't take the trip. She thought of all the possible reasons that could convince him. She knew it was a hard task but it wasn't impossible.She went home and started preparing the stew when Viola entered the kitchen. " Long day

May 2011, India.Anya splashed the water on her face and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Today's a big day. She had the drug to sedate Rahul in her bag. She had to give it to him somehow. She spent a whole night without sleeping figuring out ways to give him the drug, not like she usually slept anyway. She wiped her face with the towel and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Anya's heart ached more than her cheek. She felt as if someone was clenching her heart with great force, trying to remove it from it's place. The piercing pain left her body numb to the effects and gazes surrounding her. She looked up with agonising eyes at Ronan and saw something that she didn't see in Rahul's eyes. It was guilt or maybe even remorse, she couldn't really tell but it definitely wasn't the despise that she saw in Rahul's eyes. It was the second time that she had been slapped in her life and it stung more than the first one, not because it came unexpected but because it reminded her of the first one and everything else that followed it and that's what made it worse .

"I'm calling dad right now. He needs to know what a douche of a manager he's got." Viola said furiously, picking up her phone. Anya had just finished narrating the reason for her cheek reddening up while they were walking to the shop where the girls were waiting for them. Anya was using the foundation from Viola's bag to cover up the marks on her cheek." No, no! Vye, I told you, I'm not reporting him." Anya snatched the phone away from her hand.

Some say love can happen only once while others believe in the notion that love doesn't occur on a single instance or on a single person but it's diversified over a number of things, that love can happen over a number of times over a number of people at various instances. The latter kind is sometimes looked upon by the former as they believe their love is more divine or holistic or even better than the latter. Anya was of the former kind. She had believed that true love existed and it happened only once and on one person. But that was during a part of her life where she believed in a lot of other things too. Now, she was different. Her notions had changed, her outlook towards life was different and her perspective of things had advanced. She knew better than

 There are two kinds of whirlpool. The first kind is where a pool of water spins under the influence of high gravity and attracts everything inside it to it's hole. The second kind is the washing machine. Anya couldn't really tell the difference because that's how bad her head was spinning. She knew what a fit or more technically, a seizure was, since one of her friends had epilepsy. She knew what she must do when a person had seizure but she didn't know a person would fall unconscious after a seizure. Usually after a fi