8 lives, 8 story and one war Trisha bit her lower lip and smile nervously before replying "i actually want to be your friend please" __________________________________________ "Well I could have taken your life in a sacnod just like I broke your hand" srisha said. ___________________________________________ "Aahgnya" his mare whisper reached her ears, she replied "It's miss Singh" 'i won't make that mistake again, or any other mistake that can't be mend aahg' ___________________________________________ "Missed me butterfly"