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" Taani stop.....Tani... That's enough tani abhi kita natak karogi? I said m sorry... I have not committed any crime... Enough yaar...."
She flinched at his harsh tone n anger filled eyes. Tears started rolling down her face.
This is my 1st work a 1shot ff of taarey
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