Replying...
Intro. The sunlight streaming through the tall glass windows made the room gleam with authority. Nirmala—my ex, the simple college girl I once knew—sat poised behind a mahogany desk. But the woman before me was no longer the girl from my memories. She was refined, polished, draped in a sleeveless designer saree and accessories that must have cost more than my yearly salary. She belonged to another world now, a world carved out of wealth and influence, one where I had no place. Ten years had reshaped her into someone almost unrecognizable. The weight of the moment pressed on my chest, leaving me torn between awe and ache. My mind raced: was this fate mocking me , does she recognize me, does she remember our past. Lot of thoughts building up in my mind. Then her eyes lifted from the document, locking onto mine. For the briefest instant, a flicker of recognition danced there—subtle, but unmistakable.

Nirmala - my new boss and ex

@Dark King