hearing the car honk expecting Mr . Rathore to be there but my hopes died the second I saw Daksh he was looking at me and was signalling me to get in , but I was hurt somewhere, I don't know why did I expected him when I don't want to even see his face.
I always wanted to be a writer , I always imagined having better life but that can't be true and to fulfill my imagination I started writing, I hope you all will support me
Thank you 😊
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