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The sister they left behind
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Ongoing, First published Jan 19, 2025
Mature
" I'm sorry,  we're sorry,  P.please j.just call me bhai again,  I'm not asking you to forgive me , babydove , P.please " He said with glossy eyes , he resembles the 10 years old me begging him to love me like my twin .
                                                                  
                                                                  But these both will have a deep resemblance.  The response they'll get is silence.  Just silence.  Because now , the longing turned into hate , my love now developed into hatred.
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