Her Bidder (Savior or Villian)

mong those people who find rain, cool weather, and long walks fascinating. But, when it becomes the daily routine, then she also starts getting irritated. She doesn't have any expensive branded car

o of no use. She was drenched from head to toe. She was wiping her face when the owner of the café, who was a short lady came towards her with narrow eyes. "You are late again, swaaara." the owner Jenny said with a harsh tone. On hearing Jenny's voice, Swara bites her tongue and with a puppy face turned around as she was standing facing her back towards Jenny. Jenny

amily, so she was not having any property or something on her name. It was just a small old house which her granny left for her. Someone advised her that she should try her luck in abroad. She always wanted to come to London from childhood only, so, by selling her small old house she could have easily gone to some other small country or where it was easy to live, but as she wanted to come to London only, that's why she came here. The UK visa was expensive as compared to some other small countries, but then also she was adamant to come here only. She had a limited amount, but then also she took the chance and came to the UK. She always had a dream to come abroad, as shown in films and stories she always thought by coming abroad, her life will change. She also came with that dream, but after coming here, she came to know that reality differs from all films and fiction. She had done only simple graduation, and in today's w

ek here. She took 1.5 months to get used to this routine and then started working 10 hours daily as a routine. That way, she could make 70 pounds a day, and by working, six days a week, she could make over 1600 pounds in a month. But London was an expensive city. She was not in a state to change the city, as for that also she needed money which she didn't have. After five months of her job, Jenny hired her on salary bases after seeing her hard work and dedication towards her work. She

time. She doesn't have any specific friends, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't talk with anyone. She was having a friendly relation with all. "What is his name?" One girl asked on which the other girl said something which Swara didn't understand, one thing Swara came to know that the guy may be Asian because the way both English girls spell his name, it will only happen when they spell some Asian names. Swara came out with the order of the customers. While walking, she saw the magazine which both the girls were reading before. While going randomly, she saw towards the front page and could only get a glimpse of the person. She tried to see his name but could only read Mittal. She shrugged her shoulders and went towards one of the tables to serve the customers. She got a half an hour break, on which she decided to go outside as she was feeling bored. She was roaming around the market a

who was going in the opposite direction turned around and while seeing Swara's retreating figure smirked a little and said, "I think I found the one" to the person on the other side of the call and cut the call, when he came near his car. Swara came inside the café and resumed her work. She completed her work late at night when suddenly it started raining again. She cursed her fate but couldn't do anything. She changed her uniform and came out of the café while grabbing

back to see if there was someone but didn't find anyone. Her heart was beating very fast. In these many months, not even a single time she had the feeling which she was having then. Many times, she walked late at night like this, but nobody ever followed her. She was crossing one alley, when suddenly someone held her from behind, and before

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