NEVER WITHOUT YOU
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"I don't ever want to see your face again just get out. This was your friendship??? I hate you do you get that I fucking hate you. Just get the hell out of here" shouted Abhi on a petite girl named Ashi.
That girl left the city leaving everything behind with her family although she was an orphan...
*5 years later*
A strong-headed girl in her 3rd year of college is heading toward her dance studio to facilitate a session. But every day while entering her dance studio she remembers someone but neglects her thoughts.
At night:
She was studying at her desk but her eyes fell on the small carving on her desk. Brushing her hand on the carving she thought "Why did you hurt me so much?? You didn't want to see my face right, I would make sure of that." A lone tear fell from her eye and she slept on her desk.
On the other hand:
A man enters his office and keeps himself busy at work, doesn't bother to eat or sleep. He works till late at night. His eyes suddenly land on a small photo frame kept on his table. He asks the frame "I uttered some rubbish and you accepted?? I believe that I was never important to you. I can bet that you don't even remember me once." Saying this he slept holding that frame tightly to his chest.
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