Two weeks pass and Mama gets better. MBBS is back at madrasa and people couldn't have been happier.
A change in me is that I don't dread his voice anymore. If anything, I find solace in it and the guy has me falling deeper for him without even intending to do so.
I couldn't make it to the lecture last week and my friend tells me that the topic was death and how it waits for none and that the speaker also talked about his father's demise and sadly said that life goes on, with or without our loved ones.
Today's session is all about character and personal development and with the way he talks like he was born to do so, I feel glad that he is okay.
So very glad.
My mind makes up scenarios of us together like it always does. I don't push them away as I relish in a fantasy that is probably never gonna be true.
All the while, I ignore the persistent voice at the back of my head that says he's too good for me, in every way there is.
Every single way.
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A/N: Here goes another update. Because I wanna complete this story ASAP. Also, this is my first everrrr a/n. Wooohooo! :p
And and, thank you so much to everyone for reading and voting and commenting. <3
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Letting You Go
SpiritualIt is impossible to fall for a person just by hearing them speak, getting a small glimpse of their beautiful soul through their words. Or so I thought.
