-13: a piece of you.

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VRIDHA

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walking inside the restaurant i looked around trying to find rohan mehra, 6ft junk with spectacles and biceps bigger than my face, his blue eyes were the most captivating thing i had ever seen but they didn't shine the way abhimaan's did.

we were supposed to take a therapy session, he was still interning but i just wanted a few answers and obviously some judgemental looks towards my dad, that's it hopefully.

the manager walked me towards his table and after mere greetings, i started asking him the important questions, i was feeling quite unwell since that pooja incident both physically and mentally.

i used to wake up with the urge to puke and barely could swallow even one grain of food, the flashbacks of me being 15 and sitting near the toilet seat, clutching it tightly as i puked every meal i had taken rushed through my head.

is my bulimia back?

"so we were talking about your dreams" his voice brought me back as i took a sip of water and looked at him with a sigh

"i had a dream where i got everything i wanted, it felt so realistic even the people portrayed there were all real, some i had never seen in my life, i could control everything and it was like i was finally out of this mess, finally happy as if nothing had happened."

i told him how i met abhimaan there and his whole family, who i never knew, i saw my whole future and actually felt pity towards my past self, how i used to write letters there too and how it all felt real.

a few days ago when i met his family for the first time, a sudden wave of calmness passed through my body, as if i felt like i was home.

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