Bello 🙆🙆 I am up with a new story have a look s diff and not manan to😅😅
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It's a horror one. I hope to seek ur imaginary support there too😣😣😤😤
Any ways have a look at the update
Nandini's POV
Manik left for that work I really wanted to save him from tortures of his so-called mom. But how can I when I don't know what am I? Where will my life take me? How will I be able to manage. But y am I thinking this right now. All these days I had same problems but these thoughts never came up. May bcoz I was not paying attention or may be bcoz Mani was with me. Mani he always liked when I called him like that. I still remember the first time when I called him that and he like a baby insisted me to call him that same name when we will be alone.
Flashback.
It was like one of the normal school days but it wasn't for me as manik was not keeping well or he was acting as he needs time alone. I knew manik very well and I escaped from classes just to know whether he is fine or not Fab5 how come that they don't care or it may be that they know what is wrong with him. But as my priority was to check at him at first I sneaked into boys dormetry and there I saw him he was sitting on chair looking out of the window he hardly noticed me I tip toed and walked upto him and held his eyes from behind and I know it didn't even took a sec to him to realise who it was.
Nandu I am not in a mood. He said and I left out a sigh and I turned him around it pinched my heart to see him like that his eyes were swollen and red he must have cried a lot. I was worried.
What happened manik? What's wrong? I asked him with worried face I was taken aback when he hugged me tight and cried like a baby on my shoulder I traced my fingers along his hairs and asked him to calm down. I made him sit on the bed and I settled beside him. Like always nyeonika the universal problem in our lives was the reason for his cry. He lied down on lap while telling me and he snuggled close into my lap by rubbing his nose, he always did that even when he knew I hate it. I hate it when someone rubs nose or sweats like pig and lies down on my lap. But now I wanted to comfort him in all manners I could. So I kept patting his back and tracing fingers through his hairs.
Mani don't worry everything will be fi9 soon. And he looked at me in a confused manner but soon smiled.
