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Never cry for the person
Who don't know the value of your tears..


Riya Malhotra

I rubbed my eyes washed my face and made myself to look pleasant and went out

"Riya where were you i was searching for you" asked Divya when she saw me

"Oh it's nothing i went to restroom" i said she nodded

"Tell me which table now" i asked acting to be excited she smiled at me

"Give this bill to table no.4" she said and left I took the bill and left to the table and found them sitting there still

I gave them the Bill and they paid the money and without wasting time I came from there

I kept the money in the counter and looked at the exit where they were moving out

Thanu was sticking to him which made me feel jealous

But who am I to feel jealous

He was never mine and he will never be

I just forget about it and continued my work

It was night we were sitting in dining having our dinner

"Riya i forgot to ask don't you have college to go" asked aunty and my face paled at the question

"Hmm I wrote my b.a 1st year exam in the month of December" i said and she nodded

"Are you not going to continue it" asked uncle

"How can I, i don't have enough money to join back" i said and he glared at me

"Shut up how many times we have told you to not think about money"

"Fine now you guys tell me what should I do" I asked pouting

"However Divya is also studying 2nd year b.a it is starting for her from next month you also join there" aunty said and Divya nodded

"Yeah Riya you should" Divya said and I nodded they all grinned

"But on one condition" i said

"What condition" three of them asked together

"Soon after college i am going to work for you" i said

"But you will be having assignments and there will be to study" aunty said

"I am going to manage it" i said and after arguing with them a lot they finally agreed

Then i went to the balcony and shed some tears remembering him

I can't help but I miss him like hell

I went to bed and quickly dozed off to my sleep as I was crying

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The thought "I wish you were here" hitting me hard

Love,

Siya..

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