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اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

It was a dull day, the sky acted as an uneven canvas of white and blue from the thin trail of clouds that swirled within them

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

It was a dull day, the sky acted as an uneven canvas of white and blue from the thin trail of clouds that swirled within them. In Aarna's eyes, she saw nothing but a large, yellow bead peeking from the corner of the matte shade of blue that had been littered with clumped spheres that formed to look like an enlarged state of froth. They called them clouds, they looked bouncy enough, but they never did whenever two would meet. Not once did they recoil from each other, they only formed a bigger one. One that looked so much more like balloons, no pointy ends, only curves.
From the underside, it held a flat surface. If it weren't the wrong side up, Aarna was sure she could walk over it, but the shadow it cast upon the ground didn't look as promising.

"Can I trust you blindly?" Aarna asked in questionable voice.

"You doubt my love?" Ajey said as he held his hand around her hair and started ruffling them in care.

"Everyone is not like you Ajey. It takes time for me to deal with things like this." Aarna said while tears crossed her face.

"I assure you today, nothing will be repeated as the past was. I am always there for you, Aarna." Ajey said while smacking his hand over her torso.

"Thanks Ajey. Please don't turn out your words as Abhir did. I trust you." Aarna said.

"Sh. I am Ajey Nagar. Not Abhir Agarwal. Don't worry Aarna. I will always be myself."

And that's how, they both slept, cuddling under the duvet.

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اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

At one of his parties, he kissed me and I became so excited that I wanted to try something else

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

At one of his parties, he kissed me and I became so excited that I wanted to try something else. And I did. It was in his apartment with pretty curtains and smart maids. I let him take me even if it meant crying in the morning. He said he loved me. Then I saw him with another girl and I asked him, "What about me, Raghav?"

He didn't answer me. He was the second person who taught me to keep my silence and feelings. 

Darshan is nowhere like him. He is caring, supportive and immensely lovable.

"I love you Sara. I'm just yours. It's just a misunderstanding." Darshan spoke while looking at Sara.

"I know Darshan. I know. You can never do that. You are my Darshan, not Ragga." Sara spoke while hiding her tears.

"What did he said in that party, Sara?" Darshan asked with concern.

"Not said, did. Darshan he touched me. I tried my best to get out of his grip but I can't. I lost my patience and slapped him." Sara spoke while breaking down in an ocean of tears.

"It's fine Sara. If anyone would have been on your place must have did the same." Darshan spoke while kissing her on cheek and they slept.

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Hmm. Sounds a Lil confusing, right? No worries. Stick to the end. Will getta know the twist and turns.

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