Forever

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AUTHOR'S POV

Anshita was looking at her reflection.
Her magnetic beauty and radiant smile was everything.
It was ofcourse a glow of a bride.





 It was ofcourse a glow of a bride

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Aanchal was sitting on the sofa, admiring her friend

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Aanchal was sitting on the sofa, admiring her friend.
She stood up and went to Anshita while tears were in her eyes.

"Anshita". She called and Anshita looked at her.
"Hmm". She hmmed.

"Can I ask you something".
"Go on". Anshita replied.

"Why you love him". Anshita laughed at her question.
"Did I ever asked you why you breathe". She further said,

"वो हमारी सांस हैं ( He is my breathe)".

Just then they heard a knock and one of the helper opened the door.

"This is for Rani sa, from Rana sa". A voice said and the helper came in with a box of pizza in her hand. Aanchal's eyes widdened.

"You are lucky, Girl". Anshita smirked.
"Ofcourse I am". The helper placed the box on table and Anshita started eating the pizza. A note was stick on the box.

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