Chapter 3

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In the quiet of my room, the soft hum of the evening settling around me, I embarked on a digital journey to discover more about Shubman

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In the quiet of my room, the soft hum of the evening settling around me, I embarked on a digital journey to discover more about Shubman. My fingers danced across the keyboard, and there it was—his profile, a window into his world. 14.3 million followers—the number leaped out at me, a testament to his reach and influence. I felt a surge of admiration, a connection to the multitude who found something special in him.

Curiosity guided my hand as I scrolled through his feed, pausing at a photograph that caught my eye. It depicted a familial bond, yet there was an absence—a sister not by his side.

 It depicted a familial bond, yet there was an absence—a sister not by his side

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I miss the days when your laughter filled our home; now it echoes in my memories

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I miss the days when your laughter filled our home; now it echoes in my memories. Miss you so much di.

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