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Dear Blossom,
Writing after a long long time. Well, honestly didn't feel the need to. I could just speak things out with someone. Convenient, isn't it?
I always wanted someone who would understand me when I needed some alone time, who would have my random photos on their phone, and who would be willing to make a compilation of their favourite videos of mine.
You should see the way she jumps around atleast thrice a day asking about the book I'm writing. Well... should I tell her? Isn't it too early right now? Guess that's a topic for some other time, not today.
I'm back to you this time because I need to get this written. I've already let out my rage but still...
Gauri di said something...not to me. To Girisha. Overheard their conversation, and I'm glad, honestly. It's about Amey being the worst choice for her. I mean, how even are both of those brothers always so deep in their lust that they forget basic relationships?! She was his wife! He forced her to do everything and no one would bat an eye?? I always thought it was the frequent arguments that led to her divorce. This is what it turned out to be!
I'm really thankful to Girisha for being someone di could open up to. Di was the only one fighting against everything, and she came out so well! I see why Girisha is inclined so much towards her.
Abeer went on to write in his diary until he was satisfied about letting it out somewhere. He had overheard the news and no way he would disclose it to anyone, no matter how close to him the person was. If Gauri wanted, the people around him would know, through her.
Whatever happened, Gauri had dealt with it in her own ways. He wanted to let her be, at least for the time being. If she had decided the punishment to give to Amey, then so be it. She was never going to be satisfied with any punishment was a truth that all of them knew.
After a long time of scribbling his feelings down, Abeer treasured his diary on his shelf. Exams were coming up. He gathered his stuff and left for the cafe, expecting to get some work done in peace and quiet.
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[25th November]
Abhimanyu woke up to sharp sunlight targeting his face. His eyes opened to the bed's empty space beside him. The few days that had passed had seen him and Muskan growing closer in ways they had never anticipated. Muskan was sorry for her behaviours and so was Abhimanyu, for his.
Visibly missing her presence beside him first thing in the morning, Abhimanyu got up to freshen up. The first of December would mark their exams. Now that things were fine and a bit stable between Muskan and him, he was to sincerely study and make up for his research competition's blunder.
'At least life is on its way to a brighter side,' was his recurrent thought.
After a while he was in his study room with a pen in his mouth, spinning on the chair to accommodate the not-so-deep thoughts. Fifteen minutes couldn't have passed when his phone's screen lit up. He stopped spinning and wheeled towards the table to have a look at his phone.
[Abhimanyu, I'm going home today. Won't come to college for a some time.] The message read. It was from Muskan.
[All of a sudden? All good?]
[Something came up. Gotta go...]
[Oh... when will you return?]
[No idea... Sorry...]
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