Prologue
Darkness would have had engulfed her if not for the glow of the full moon. She wandered in haste through the dark alley as if in search of someone. Stumbling upon a rock she closed her eyes in reflex anticipating a fall only to be engulfed by something warm. Looking up she found herself staring into those captivating light brown orbs. His long hair brushed her forehead, her petite form held in his arms... The two lost souls stood frozen in time...
The sudden sound of the crackers broke the trance. Mumbling a soft'Thanks' she took off leaving TheRonobir Chatterjee bewitched.
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Yeh uncle ko chhodo! write on pratha agastya aka tejaswi zain or pratha rishabh aka tejaswi simba😊
2 years ago