Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

Meera smiled as she was driving her car along Marine Drive, thinking of one of the best moments of her life. She entered the gates of The Intercontinental Hotel and handed over her car keys to the valet. She then proceeded to the rooftop.
It was late evening and she was mesmerized by the view. It was just like Kabir had described, just so much better from that height. She had reserved a table for herself.
She was greeted warmly by the server who led her to her table.
"I'll have a prawn salad and a champagne," she said with a smile.
"If I may ask, is it a special occasion?" the server asked with a smile.
"It's our birthday, mine and my husband's," Meera said cheerfully.
"Will he be joining you shortly?" the server asked.
"No, he is dead," Meera said.
The server was taken aback. "I'm so sorry ma'am," he said.
"It's alright," Meera said with a gentle smile, "He was a wonderful man, and I'm just here to celebrate him, and us."
The server bowed and left. He returned with the order after some time. Meera enjoyed the meal, remembering all conversations she had with Kabir, and all the beautiful moments. She imagined Kabir's spirit around her, and felt a sense of calm.
She just sat at her table for a long time, till the sun set into the sea, and the water now looked a frightening shade of black. The waves roared like a hungry monster threatening to consume all that is beautiful. Meera decided to go back home.
She walked back to the lobby and waited for the valet to get her car. A family of four was also waiting for their car. A couple and two cute daughters. Meera smiled looking at the children. But her smile quickly faded when she saw the face of their father. He was the same blue-eyed man she had seen multiple times in her dreams. She just couldn't forget his face. The world seemed to freeze around her as she could barely process the shock. Was she dreaming again? Or was he really there? Meera felt a pounding pain in her heart as she struggled to breathe. She wanted to pounce upon him. She wanted to grab him and ask why he haunted her like that. She wanted to know if he had any connection with Mithila as she had repeatedly seen in her dreams.
The valet handed over the man's car keys to him and the family started walking towards their car. Meera followed them and made a note of the car's license plate. Shorty after, the valet gave her the keys to her car. She waited for the blue-eyed man to drive ahead and quietly followed him. Keeping her eyes fixed on the man's car, she called up Aryan.
"I'm sending you a license plate number. I want the owner's details asap," she said.
"On it," Aryan said, "Call you back as soon as I have the info."
Meera continued following the man's car. Her heart was pounding in her chest in anticipation of what horror fate was now going to uncover for her. The car moved into a posh locality in Juhu and finally entered the gates of a bungalow. Meera noted down the address - J 21, city road, Juhu
Her phone began to ring. It was Aryan. "The license plate number is of a BMW 8 series 840i Gran Coupe owned by Mr. Neil Pereira residing at - J 21, city road, Juhu," he said.