“Thank you so much,” I said, genuinely grateful, as Yuvraj parked his car in front of our house. The soft yellow of the streetlamp bathed us in a warm glow as I stepped out. He smiled politely, getting out and walking around the car to open the door for Dhara. Gentleman, I’ll give him that.

“It’s my pleasure,” he replied with ease, offering his hand to Dhara as she got out, her face turning three shades redder than a rose in bloom. Honestly, she looked like Kareena Kapoor in Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon, eyes twinkling, a smile frozen mid-dream. I watched her with raised eyebrows. This girl was seconds away from doing a full filmi twirl.