Abhi: Are you crazy??
What's wrong with me doing that!!
(Control yourself, Abhi... she's drunk. She didn't mean that…)
Ishana: No!! You just can't get close to me… never!
Abhi: Okay, okay… let's go sit on the stairs.
(FLASHBACK ENDS)
PRESENT
Abhi: What!! What the hell was that…
(I stand up from the couch and look at her.
Did she… remember what happened last night??)
Ishana: What?
And what do you think you're doing?
(She turns toward me, eyes sharp and voice cold.)
Ishana: Let me be very clear with you… I don't like you. So please don't cross the line again. Next time, I won't tolerate your behavior!
Abhi: Relax… I was just teasing you.
Anyway, after what you did last night, I didn't expect this kind of reaction.
Because honestly, last night you were the one hitting on me. And when I tried to stop you… you slapped me.
Ishana: What??
I slapped you??
What did you do that made me slap you??
Abhi: Nothing! I was just dancing with you… and suddenly, you slid your hand down my back, said I had a "hot figure," and started unbuttoning my shirt!
Ishana: Stop! I don't want to hear any more…
Abhi: Why? Feeling shy now?
That's not the girl I saw last night.
Well, I liked that version of you—fun, fearless… and completely into me.
Don't tell me you don't remember anything?
Ishana (thinking, nervously biting her lip):
Isn't it obvious that I remember everything? That's exactly why I'm acting like this…
Ishana: No, I don't remember.
Why would I be shy? I didn't do anything wrong.
You seduced me! It's not my fault.
Abhi: Seriously?
(I stare at her, watching the flicker of guilt in her eyes. I can see right through her lies.)
(thinking) Stop playing dumb, Ishana. I know you remember everything—just like I do.
I mean, the moment I remembered, I knew you would too.
You just don't want to admit it because of what you did last night.
But mark my words, Ishana… I'll make sure you accept it.
You remember.
Abhi: Okay… I get it.
(Phone rings. I glance at the screen and answer it.)
Abhi: Yes?
Other guy (on phone): Sir, your delivery is here.
Abhi: Okay. I'll be there.
(He turns toward Ishana with a smug grin.)
Abhi: I'll be back, wifey…
(He gets up and walks out to collect the lunch delivery, leaving the room filled with silence.)
Ishana (sitting down slowly, head in her hands):
Thank God he left…
What the hell was wrong with me last night?
How could I do something so stupid…?
Ughhh…