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hey! so, this chapter is dedicated to harshita4289 who celebrates her birthday on Tuesday!
The question for the update is, which is your favourite ongoing book on wattpad?
Mine are;
+ Falling for my Husband
&
+ Smoke of Sighs
This chapter deals with constant change in timelines, nothing too serious just small glimpses. It's truly a kind of filler and deals with no important stuff. Just some.
It was needed for the upcoming chapters!
Do tell me how you find the chapter!
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'And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge.'
Let's talk about the Past.
A metamorphic word, changing its meaning as it glides from one person to other. Different percipience, contrasting memories yet what remains constant is its true meaning. Past means went by in time.
Every individual has its past, it can be jovial or can be regretful. However, the past is, it always manages to teach us something. As it is said,
Past is a bruise which heals but leaves its scar behind.
'Here's to the ones that we got Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories Of everything we've been through Toast to the ones here today Toast to the ones that we lost on the way 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories And the memories bring back, memories bring back you.'
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"Pia, I am already here!" She winces, banging her head on the wooden table. Waiting in the food court is the last thing Inaayat likes. Tempted by the food's aroma but not being able to order, is something nobody would like.
