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*Truth Reveal*



The days were passing after a week mishti didn't come school vicky miss her because she's so lively child and he feel different connection with her ❤️ after week she came

Vicky feel happy after see her she also waved hand to him

Mis: hello sir 😃

Vic: kaha thi itne din bacha

Mis: meko na fever ho gaya tha 😗 mumma isiliye chutti kar wali

Vic: accha accha

Mis: vese aapke or mere eyes matching matching hai sach mein 😃 but meri mumma ki brown eyes hai 😗 why meri eyes green

Vic: shayad 🤔 tumhare papa ki hogi

Mis: maine to unko dekha hi nahi 🥺

Vic: kyu ? Wo baat nahi karte tumse or tumhari mumma se ? 🤔

Mis: nahi 😔 mumma bolti hai mere papa humse dur rehte hai 🥺 isiliye nahi aate

Vic: are udas mat ho mujhe tumhe udas dekh ke bohot jyada bura feel hota hai

Mis: aap usdin mere nails se nahi roye the 🤔 to roye kyu the?

Vic: meri bohot achi dost chali gayi thi mujhse duur god ke pass 😔

Mis: acha ro mat mumma bolti hai jo god ke pass hote hai unse sky me bat kar sakte hai 😗 aap bhi karna

She wiped his tears he hugged her

Vic: acha class me chalte hai dost 😄

Mis: haaa 😄

They went to class

Stu: sir sir attendance nahi liye aapne 😗

Vic: oh haa maine register mein naam fill kiye the sabke paas aaungaa or sab naam batana apne or apke parents ke confirm karke ki sahi hai ya galat

He went to all students and he come to mishti

Vic: chalo tum batao aapke mumma ka naam

Mishti face turns paled

Mis: vese mumma mujhe mana ki hai kisi bhi teacher ko mumma ke baare mein batane ke liye but chalo ab aap mere dost ho isiliye bata rahi hu meri mumma ka naam hai........

Mishti fainted

He shocked. And his eyes widened in shock

Vic: Mishti 😥😥 Mishtiiii !! 😥

He scooped her in his arms and principal called y/n
She come after half an hour and went to medical room vicky caressed mishti head he had tears in his eyes his phone rings he cut the call and continued caressing her forehead but again rang this time principal call him and vicky went from room and as he exit from room y/n enter in room with trembling hands

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