Abhi (stretching with relief): Finally, my work is done...
(smiling to himself) Now, let's find my wifee and have lunch together!
[ hospitals hall]
Divyansh: Hey Ishana!!
Ishana (smiling): Hii!!
Divyansh: So, you're finally here as an intern. That means... we can have lunch together every day now!
Ishana (glancing at her phone): Oh, actually... I was just heading to lunch with my brothers.
Divyansh (a little disappointed): Ohh... okay.
Hospital Hall – Abhi walks in, scanning the area
Abhi (to himself, eyes narrowing): There she is...
(pause) Wait a minute… That guy again?! Why is he always hanging around her? This is getting on my nerves. I need to do something about him.
(louder, walking up to her) Ishana!!
Ishana (turning): Ohh, you're here too?
Abhi: Yeah, just wrapped up work. I thought... maybe we could grab a meal together?
Ishana: Umm... I was just about to have lunch with my brothers. But, you can come if you want.
Abhi (softly, stepping closer): I think... we should have lunch, just the two of us. Don't you think so?
Ishana (blinking): Why?
Abhi (leans in, whispering): Do you remember what happened last night?
Ishana (nervously): Uhh... okay, let's have lunch.
(internal monologue) Does he remember last night?! Damn it, Ishana!! What did you do after getting drunk?? Why do you always act like a fool when you drink? What could've happened for us to end up like that this morning...
Abhi: How about we go to my cabin? It'll be quieter.
Ishana: Hmm... okay.
Divyansh (popping up suddenly): I guess I can join you guys—unless you're heading home?
Abhi (firmly): No. You can't.
Divyansh (confused): Why not?
Ishana (trying to ease the tension): Oh, it's because—
Abhi (cutting in, calm but direct): It's because... I don't think you should be a third wheel.
Divyansh (brows furrowed): Third wheel? We're all friends here, right? How am I a third wheel?
Abhi (smirking): No. You're her friend.
Divyansh (slowly): And you?
Abhi: I'm her fiancé.
Divyansh (stunned): What?! Fiancé?! She's getting married?
Ishana (nodding hesitantly): Uhh... yeah. He is my fiancé.
Abhi (internally, with pride): Yes!! That's my girl. I've been dying to hear her say that out loud... Finally, I've shown him his place. I'm on cloud nine...
Abhi (aloud): Our engagement is in two days. I wanted to personally invite you. Will you come?
Divyansh (clenching his fists, forcing a smile): Sure... I'll be there.
(internal monologue) What the hell is he playing at? He knows how I feel about her… and now this?