Shreya's POV

The moment he held my hands and fresh airs passed through my skin, I felt goosebumps erupt on my body. "It's okay Precious calm down, breathe properly you'll do it, and I am here to support you", he told. Was my heartbeat so loud that he could hear it."I still hate you Mr. Chowdhury" , I exclaimed. No wayy!! I'm going to let him think that he got a place in my heart. "Feelings are mutual Precious ", he said. Ouch! Why did I felt a pang on my heart, it's not that I care about his hate . Now let's perform, and as the music started we did our steps and not for a second I'll say that I felt his touch uncomfortable and he took care of not touching me inappropriately.
Gentlemen I see.