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Complete, First published Jul 19, 2024
Abhiram observed Gayathri who was sitting beside him and the image of her from different stages of their life flashed in front of his eyes. From the moment he saw her till the day when they both aged significantly from then. Gayathri turned to him and tilted her head asking what it was. He shook his head with a smile and put his hand around her shoulder. " I am so lucky to have seen you that day ". Gayathri chuckled and turned back to the television. " I think so too ". Abhiram grinned happily and turned back too.
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