The air conditioner is broken, and I'm sweating. Perspiration wetting the back of my One Direction t-shirt. Outside, the streetlamps are shining, the light peeking through my closed curtains. Doing little, if anything to lighten the haze in my mind.
- an excerpt from The Boy Who Taught Me How to Live by Anika Chhabra
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Welcome, welcome! I'm Anika and this imperfect world is my home, brimming with fantasies of food, travel, and cute boys.
If you haven't already realized, I'm a wannabe writer, with a soft spot for the impossible. If you're into contemporary and romance novels, hop right in and give some of my books a try. It would mean a lot to me.
Also, if you have any of your works that you would like for me to check out, then I'll give your writing a try. Who knows? I might fall in love with your book!
I hope you enjoy reading my work! Currently, I am writing a romance/teen fiction book called The Boy Who Taught Me How To Live.
That's all for now. xx
- Anika
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Stories by Anika Chhabra
The Boy Who Taught Me How To Live
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