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Its been 3 weeks

They don't see each other

But dilara always receive different type of anklet daily in the morning with chocolates and love letters

Yah love letters which arshman wrote for her daily

He knows that how much she loves anklet

He always buy her the most beautiful anklet daily..dilara always got excited she knows his maan will send new anklet and chocolates with written love letter

He is a charmer he knows how much girls love handwritten letters.

Today is Saturday and she is waiting for todays gifts

" its 9'0clock already!! I think he forget".

Ughhh stop exaggerating dilara he got busy in somewhere don't overthink...

~Ding dong~

She smiles and runs towards the door like their was thousands of dog behind her

She happily open the door and took the parcel from mailman.she closes the door behind her and start opening the box

She always got excited to read his letter.she knows already that she forgive him a very long time ago but She loves is handwritten letter very much

She see the most amazing anklet in the box and wear it immediately and walk infront of the mirror and giggle thinking of how amazing his choice is

She open the handwritten letter and start reading with so much excitement having a chocolates in her hand

My DILARA,

Im sorry baby i really am
& I'm missing you so much you know a lot
Mai har waqt apkay he khiyalon mai ghoom hua rehta hun
Or jab mai kudh ko kush karna chata hun to mai apko apne sath
tasavur (imagine)
karta hun🫀✨
Meri bhot khuwaishen hen apkay sath jaana itni ke jab ap meri hogi jao to wo sari khuwaishat poori karunga par un mai se ek khuwaish zaroor btaunga...
Mai chata hun..meri shadi ke baad ki  subha aisi ho ke jab tum naha kar kamre mai ao to akar apne ghele baal mere chere par pherte huye methi sargoshiyan kar ke uthao mujhe or mai uth kar ek nazar muskara kr tuhme dehkun or phir tuhme apne upar khench kar apne bhaon mai bhar lun or tuhmare chere par koos e kizah ke sath rang (blush) phel jayen or un mai sab se numaya rang gulabi ho. Or mai pyar se tuhmare chere pe ane wale balon ko hataon or ek bosa (kiss)بوسہ tuhmare mathe pe karun or tum halka sa meri bhaon mai hichkicha kr kaho choriye naw darwaza khula ha koi ajaye ga......or mai tuhme muskurate we chor dun to tum meri naak ko pakar kar kaho chalen bhot karli mastiyan ab uthen or naha len tab tak mai apkay liye nashta banati hun or mai muskurata hua is haseen subha ko mehsoos karte huye apne din ka agaz karun...

I can't wait to see you anymore meet me at Brooklyn bridge at 7:00 pm.i want to confess something and want my answers.

Your MAAN💕!

💗🍪~

Dilara have tears in her eyes she was crying and blushing at the same time while reading his letter. She is so much in love with him that she don't want to live without him...she wants him with her every second every minute every moment

She know that he hurt him but the way he ask her forgiveness and she saw the guilt in his eyes.she can't stay mad at him anymore
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