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#2 In Mafia Series
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"𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄"
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'Tum bahut acchi ho. acchi angel ho, sabse acchi angel!'
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'I am a bad Angel very bad angel "Dark Angel''
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'Nahi tum angel nahi ho, angel bahut acchi hai tum bahut buri ho.'
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'To get h...
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'Eye Contact'
Sumedh's POV
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at her. She was sleeping while her arms were wrapped around me. I just looked at her. I noticed her eyes. Something was different as if she cried.
I feel bad. She probably cried because of me. It's all my fault. My eyes became moist at the thought. I saw her moving slightly. I hurriedly wiped my eyes. She woke up and yawned.
Mallika: Good morning baby.
I didn't say anything. She removed her arms from me. I went to the cupboard and took my clothes out. I chose my clothes yesterday only. I didn't want to look at her, didn't want to see the hope in her eyes or the apology etched on her face. I wasn't ready to forgive. I wasn't ready to forget.
I went to the bathroom. I got freshened and bathed. I wore my clothes and combed my hairs. I went out and wore my shoes. I looked at myself in the mirror.
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She was not here, probably in the closest. I went downstairs. I reached the dining hall and poured myself a glass of water, my hands shaking slightly. I took a sip, the cool liquid soothing my parched throat.
I stood there for a moment, my eyes fixed on the garden outside, my mind fixed on the turmoil within. I went into the kitchen ignoring all my thoughts. I greeted Kishor kaka.
Kishor: Sumedh aaj tum bahut acche lag rahe ho.
I smiled at him. I know he is lying. I can't look good.
