With Love, xxxx. by Varshitha Kancharla (trending books to read .TXT) 📖

Kathleen and Nina started searching for jobs. Though Kathleen was not interested in job, she decided to do something to earn money and become financially independent. Along with job, she decided to concentrate on her writing. At first, she thought to keep her focus only on writing but her thoughts wandered and she took the decision. 

Michael insisted them to work for his businesses but they rejected. As both the girls had good grades, they easily got the job, that too in the same company. They started working. But everything won’t go according to the plans. Kathleen involved in her office works much that made her neglect the aim that she set when she received the first letter from the stranger.

The first week went good accordingly as she didn’t have much work load on her. The second week became a bit hectic but she managed. And the third week, it became chaotic. She couldn’t manage both the works so she started neglecting her writing work. After office, she gets tired and fell on the bed. She didn’t get enough time to focus on her skills. She stopped focusing on her writings. More than a month passed, and the office became her daily routine. 

It’s nearly night 9. Kathleen was travelling to her home by bus as Nina went to another branch because of the works on her car. As the company got a new dealing, they pressurized the employees for better products so they started working even at late nights. 

Staring outside, Kathleen rested her head to the glass of the window. All she could see was the crowded roads with few busy people and few people chilling. She was seeing a story in everyone’s life and framing it in her head. Tired and exhausted of everything, she shut her eyes trying to not give more work to her mind and to heat it up. 

After meeting a dealer, Ryan and Neil came out from a building and stood on the road. Ryan leaned to the car and kept talking to Neil but he was interrupted when he saw Kathleen in a bus, which was stopped near a signal. 

“Kathleen!” Ryan mumbled looking at her. 

Kathleen, who shut her eyes tired of everything, didn’t get the chance to see her stranger for whom she had been searching for. 

Ryan threw his half burnt cigarette, and without saying anything to Neil, he put his hood on his head, ran to the bus and got on it. Neil was appalled at Ryan’s behaviour and he started following the bus in his car. 

The stranger; who wrote letters to her, for whom she had been searching, was on her backseat staring at her. Ryan was feeling so overwhelmed in her presence. Though the bus was crowded, he didn’t care or see any of them except Kathleen. He crossed his arms and kept staring at her, smiling. He was enjoying while seeing her reflection on the window when she sat straight. She was so tired. Even in her exhausted state, she looked so beautiful. 

Silently, he was enjoying, staring at her. When she was about to turn or move, he bent his head down. He too got laugh with his behaviour. The great mafia leader who kills people without a glint of fear, was playing hide and seek with the woman he adores. Might be adoring is the smallest word to express his feelings. 

She stood from the seat when the bus got near to her stop. Following her, Ryan too got down of the bus. 
Kathleen started walking on the road and Ryan too followed her from a distance whereas Neil kept driving the car behind him. 

While walking, Kathleen felt someone was following her. She looked back but didn’t see anyone strange. A lot of people were there roaming on the street. She didn’t find any particular person who was following only her. She ignored it and kept walking. She then took a turn and continued walking on the street to reach her house which was just another street away. 

Her feeling of being followed increased so she kept looking back to see anyone. Ryan who was following her from distance started hiding when she was about to turn. Kathleen’s neck stiffened and fear crawled all over. Though she saw no one, she started running to her house. Numerous serial killers, their stories was flashing in her head which made her feel more tense. She then reached her house and without looking back, she entered in and locked the door. 

Nina who reached the house just few minutes ago, felt confused and scared looking at Kathleen’s strained face. 

She walked to Kathleen and put her hand on Kathleen’s shoulder which made Kathleen shout and jump in fear. Nina froze hearing her shout. 

Looking at Nina, Kathleen put her hands on her cheeks which became warm because of fear. 

“Kitty-Kat! You... okay?” Nina asked looking at her. 

Kathleen threw her bag on the table and sat on the sofa with her face between her palms. 

“Kat! What happened?” Nina asked scared. 

“I felt someone followed me. I... I think I was being paranoid.” 

“Paranoid?” Nina paused for a moment then stood from the sofa. She went to kitchen and brought the glass of water to Kathleen. 

Kathleen drank it while spilling a little on her dress. She stopped drinking and said “Damn! That was scary. I never felt the way ever before.” 

Listening to her, Nina got laugh and started laughing. Kathleen looked at her furiously and hit her head with a pillow. But Nina didn’t stop laughing.

“Stop laughing you fatty.” Kathleen shouted. 

“Not me. You are a fatty. Fat girl.” Nina said and continued laughing. 
“Why the hell are you laughing?” Kathleen yelled. 

Nina controlled her laugh and said “Always reading thrillers and about serial killers. What’s the surprise if you feel someone was following you and being paranoid?” 

“I’ll kill you if you won’t stop laughing.” 

“Look at you! You are becoming a killer too.” She again laughed. 

Kathleen sat silent irritated. Though she was in her house she couldn’t stop feeling scared. 

“Relax babe. You are home. Go to room and rest.” Nina said looking at Kathleen.