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Prologue:
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.
But if the beholder is not ready to even glance at his angel who has only love and respect for him.
What would she do?
His seraphim, his red winged angel who only praised him and w...
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In the middle of the night, Prisha got up not able to take the hunger streak anymore, rubbing her grumbling tummy.
She saw that Sanal was sleeping outside on the hammock and had arranged for her sleeping, inside the tent.
She started scavenging through the tent to find something to eat – biscuits, chips or chocolates. To just pass the night, morning she herself would go to hunt for her fruits.
Yes! Some biscuits. She quietly opened the packet and started devouring the biscuits one after the other.
She bought the last piece and munched it a little longer to just have its taste in her mouth for long.
Her almond eyes then searched for some water as she felt the dryness forming in her throat.
A water bottle was bought in front of her by her most hateful person. She looked at him with a poker face. But took the water bottle at his gesture to quench her thirst.
She drank the water and gave him back the bottle.
He quietly moved out of the tent and leaving her satisfied and protective.
The next morning,
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Prisha got up to the fresh breeze from the beach and came outside to search for some food.
But to her surprise, she found the small burnt up fireplace being surrounded by fruits and berries of all sorts.
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