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Two different bodies connected with one soul. Two different perosanolity. How will they fall in love?? Is this only a game played by fate??
Somewhere between fuck you and I wanna fuck you.
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𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 𝗣𝗢𝗩
I stepped in, there were two faces that i already knew except Mrs.jha. After I saw one of their faces all my memories flashed before my eyes and for a moment I failed to remember that I had came for attending an official meeting.
Seeing him after two years forty-five days sixteen hours made my heart skip a beat or maybe...maybe more.
There was a different feeling and sensation all over my body. A different feeling of being scared, regretted or...or maybe even love. Love that i shouldn't have had for this man. This is such a mistake in my life that i think it is remorse but I don't know why i don't feel remorse.
"Ms.Avni, have a seat." Mr.jha stated which made me travel to reality. I sat on the nearby chair, so did Armaan.
Suddenly, I could feel a eye (stare) at my face. I knew who it was of so i didn't think it was necessary to look back at him. To be honest, I don't have the courage to make a eye contact with him.
But i was gazing him cunningly. My mind doesn't allow it but who comes before the heart??
After sometime I looked at him, our eye's met, I looked away instead, his smile was sweet, different from the rest, I don't wanna feel hopeful, yet i felt my heart race in my chest.
𝖧𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖲𝖾𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾'𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗅𝖾 (𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗅) 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄. The veiny hands with those two rings on his left hand.
I'm never going to forgot him. I'm always going to love the color of his eye's ,and I'm always going to search with the same contagious laugh. I'm never going to fully get all over him. I'm going to have those night's when all the regret and pain comes rushing back. I'm going to miss him with all of my heart. But I'm going to be okay.......
