part 24 "face to face?"

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Morning had just struck seven-thirty.

Daisy had just woken up, washed her face, and was still busy yawning when suddenly, the doorbell rang. Annoyed, she first thought that maybe Zayn had come. But Zayn wouldn't arrive this early! Then who could it be?

With sleepy eyes, she opened the door, only to be completely stunned. She thought she must be dreaming.

— "Eriiii! you??" (Daisy)

Seeing Erica standing in front of her, Daisy couldn't believe her eyes.

Erica smiled and pinched Daisy's cheek.
— "Yes, my dear. It's me." (Erica)

— "Sis, are you really here, or am I dreaming?" (Daisy)

This time, Erica lightly smacked Daisy’s head and said,
— "Now stop the drama. Are you going to let me in or not?" (Erica)

Daisy quickly took Erica’s bags from her hands and placed them inside.

Erica sat down on the sofa with a sigh of relief.
— "Phew! The train journey completely exhausted me." (Erica)

— "Here, have some water." (Daisy)

Saying this, Daisy handed her a glass of water.

— "Why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I would have come to the station!" (Daisy)

— "If I had told you, would I have been able to see this reaction of yours?" (Erica)

— "Ugh! I was thinking about this all night—whether I should go today or not." (Daisy)

— "What was there to think about, Daisy? Today, when you receive the award, I want to be right by your side, which is why I came all this way!" (Erica)

— "But  if I reveal my identity at the award show at noon, will people still trust me the way they do now and share their stories with me? You tell me—if I disclose who I really am, won’t many bad people start bothering me unnecessarily, wasting my time? Would that be good?" (Daisy)

— "Then what do you want, Daisy? Are you saying you won’t go to such a big award show?" (Erica)

— "When did I say that? Of course, I’ll go!" (Daisy)

— "Then?" (Erica)

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Meanwhile, Zayn had wrapped up all his work early this morning. He had to go out at noon for something important. His college had given him a ticket to attend the ‘Social Persons of Social Media’ award event as a journalism student.

Zayn was especially excited because he would finally get to see the person he had been conversing with for so long. He was eager to know what they were really like.

Long before noon, Zayn got ready and headed towards the venue. Many well-known creators had arrived there. He had his camera and diary ready to document everything since they had to submit a project on this event.

As a journalism student, Zayn sat with his fellow students a few rows away from the front.

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Meanwhile, Daisy and Erica were in the green room.

A gentleman approached Daisy and spoke in Bengali,
— "Ma’am, are you…" (Gentleman)

— "Yes, I am the person behind 'Stranger Talk.'" (Daisy)

— "Ma’am, you might be called to the stage soon." (Gentleman)

— "But sir, I have a request." (Daisy)

— "What is it?" (Gentleman)

— "I cannot accept the prize with my own hands on stage." (Daisy)

— "What do you mean?" (The gentleman looked at her in surprise.)

— "Daisy, what are you saying?" (Erica frowned)

— "Ma’am, this award is highly prestigious. People wait eagerly to receive it. But are you rejecting it like this?" (Gentleman)

— "I’m not rejecting it. I just said I cannot take it by myself." (Daisy)

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Zayn had been waiting for a long time to see that person. The anticipation of discovering the face behind the mask was killing him.

Finally, the moment arrived.

The announcement was made:
"Now it's time to give the prestigious award to the nominated Bengali personality. Please welcome the owner of 'Stranger Talk' to the stage!"

The entire hall erupted in applause.

As the lights dimmed, a figure stepped onto the stage. With the lights still partially off, the person's face wasn’t clearly visible. Everyone sat in eager anticipation, waiting to catch a glimpse.

As soon as they started speaking into the microphone, Zayn froze in shock…

To be continued...

Written by – Porna

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