reposted; written and originally posted on April 7th, 2012: Anjali opened the door at the third knock. It was almost 11:30 in the night. Everybody had retired to their rooms after dinner but it was one hard task to get Khushi to bed. She had constantly refused to go but after all the pressure Anjali had put, she had agreed to at least wait in the room. Arnav walked in, his eyes searching for the only person he longs to spend his days with. "Hi, Di. How's your little one. and why are awake till this late. Where is Khushi?" "Chote, Khushi fainted today. She's upstairs" Anjali informed him giving him a glass of water resulting in him getting almost ...
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