ﾟ• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ﾟ•
" You can't enter inside " She mumumertted while lying lazily on the bed , while her beautiful thin material black saree was sticking to her body like a secon...
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Junnon Or nafrat dono ki haqdaar sirf tum ho
-𝙆𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙧 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚
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Flashback
I kept looking at the photo frame in front of me. While sobbing, I muttered " I'm sorry i couldn't stay with you, I miss you. " My heart started beating aloud ,when a tear fell on his photo.
My thoughts were broken up by a phone call.
' Anisha Rathore '
A faint smile covered over my face as I picked up the call, wiping my tears looking myself in the mirror, I waited for her to say.
A voice came from the other side " Hey sweetie, hope that i didn't disturb you? "
I smiled lovingly at her soft voice whispering back in a faint tone " Definitely not Maa " She has always been a motherly figure to me, after mom she's the person who took care of me selflessly, if she won't had came then, I would had died with my parents that day.
She sighed on the call while saying " You're missing him? "
Making my throat hurt as I gulped a lump in my throat, quickly wiping away the fresh tears I replied " You know everything huh? " While chuckling sadly.
She whispered " Of course I know, uhm if you dont mind bani can you please come to my home, I want to discuss about something, please "
I hesitated before agreeing, I replied " Sure, maa would there in few minutes "
......
My eyes flutters looking at the shiny marble of the interior as I made my way inwards trying to catch her sight.
She sat while looking at the rain outside the window. I could feel her smiling sensing my presence because of my anklets.
She signalled me to come and sit beside her without turning around.
