Memory 71
Sometimes the less we knew about each other, the better life seemed to flow. The act of acknowledging weakness was difficult. I hated showing you that side. The side that was not happy with life and filled with self-doubt.
I think drowning myself in happiness was one of the signs. You saw through the fakeness that I presented at times. Your arms came from behind and drew me close. A whisper of words and a flood of warmth and genuine happiness. The less we knew about each other. The more we still had to discover. I would not fear it.
A/N: This is intentionally posted now, normal update schedule to follow from tomorrow. "Moment 3" is out and I'll add an external link for it please consider checking it out as it explains Aditya a bit more.
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