When We Reunited II Abhay-Pia SS II Pt14 Pg7 - Page 3

Loved,the intensity which was felt by everybody

😉😉

I’m really sorry for being late dear

Amazing chapters

Everyone was shocked to know Pia still love Abhay even without her memories😲

Pia is right losing memories doesn’t erasing feelings

Uff Abhay & his moto stay away from pia for her safety

Finally kabir T angad ruhi misha & panchi told Pia abt her & Abhay’s relationship

Pia was so confused why they were in on & off relationship😕

But now she is determined to find the truth

Uff abhiya’s intense romance in library room☺️

Both were so into each other but Abhay just runaway from there soon

Awe Pia understood Abhay’s behavior really well😉

All knows wherever something weird happen like Abhay it’s always coz of pia🤣

Uff Abhay internationally argued with pia

Now let’s see what Pia will do to get the truth out of Abhay

Continue plz

Dear when u gonna continue a night to remember?

Originally posted by: cuteariya

I’m really sorry for being late dear

Amazing chapters

Everyone was shocked to know Pia still love Abhay even without her memories😲

Pia is right losing memories doesn’t erasing feelings

Uff Abhay & his moto stay away from pia for her safety

Finally kabir T angad ruhi misha & panchi told Pia abt her & Abhay’s relationship

Pia was so confused why they were in on & off relationship😕

But now she is determined to find the truth

Uff abhiya’s intense romance in library room☺️

Both were so into each other but Abhay just runaway from there soon

Awe Pia understood Abhay’s behavior really well😉

All knows wherever something weird happen like Abhay it’s always coz of pia🤣

Uff Abhay internationally argued with pia

Now let’s see what Pia will do to get the truth out of Abhay

Continue plz

Dear when u gonna continue a night to remember?

heheh I love your comment!! I decided to address many things fans think about like @bold 🤣

I am not entirely sure about A Night To Remember but gonna focus on this one first 😳

New chapter should be up by later tonight 😃

If possible update or try to update A Night to remember.

Wonderful

I read every part in one go

Continue doon dear and PM. Me too

Chapter 9

Thank u for all the one so far! I gotta tell you that I just researched the dates for the previous debate, the points et al, was all me! I am glad you loved it! Now onto the next chapter...

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'Piya are you freaking out of your mind? What the hell was that?' Misha yelled at me.

'Misha yaar! Stop being such a jerk. Can't you see Piya's clearly shaken?' Kabir sat down next to me, putting an arm around me. 'Piya, ignore her. Have your juice.' He pushed the glass towards me.

'Not only her, every damn person in that classroom was shaken,' Misha grumbled. 'For f**ks sake even Miss D got turned on.'

'Uhh did you not see your own face?' T interjected. 'You were more turned on by them...not Dasgupta.'

'You little-'

'Misha if you're gonna fight with T when clearly that's not needed you can buzz off right now,' Angad said. 'You know what happens to Abhay and Piya when they are around each other. Have you forgotten 2010?'

Misha took in a deep breath, 'Piya...you did certain things on purpose, didn't you.'

My face was buried in my hands, 'I might've triggered him during the rebuttal...'

'God Piya!' Tracker exclaimed. 'Why are you doing this? You know Abhay is bad news!'

'Like I said!' Misha was confident.

'Guys calm down!'

'You stay out of it T!'

'Misha!'

'Champ yaar-'

'Shut up!'

'No you shut up!'

I kept my hands clenched while these idiots argued around me. Had they any idea what I was going through?

'SHUT UP!' That did it. They all shut up and looked at me, scared. I lowered my tone immediately to avoid any attention, clenching my jaw. 'You guys are not the ones without a year long memory. You don't have to fill in the gaps in order to make sense of situations and people around. So better shut the heck up and stay out of it.'

'Piya you know this is messed up,' Kabir said...the only sane person.

I sighed loudly, 'I know guys I know...but I only did it to find out about my past.'

'Piya,' Kabir had a warning tone in his voice. 'We're really disappointed, honestly. But still...take your time. We won't disturb you. You're really gonna cross a line and we don't want you to.'

'But-'

'No buts Piya. Your stubbornness will never allow you to understand what we're saying. So take your time...we're gonna leave you alone. Come to us when you've cleared your head.'

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Well that escalated quickly. I fidgeted with my key attempting to unlock my locker. What a terrible day. First Abhay blew me hot and cold. Then none of my friends were talking to me, claiming I needed space. And to top all that, a bird had pooped on my most priced top, forcing me to change. Meanwhile my freaking locker would not open. There wasn't anyone to help me either. Urgh everyone had to abandon me today.

But...I did hurt them. By not listening to them. I did not intend to, I merely wanted some answers. Although my method was pretty sucky.

'Piya you're such a dumbf**k...' I muttered to myself.

'At least we agree on one thing.' There he was again, staring at me in all his glory.

I clenched my teeth, 'Now why the hell are you here.'

'That wasn't a question.'

'No it wasn't, so get out.'

'Ouch,' Abhay smirked at me. 'Looks like couture's new fashion trend is dropping.' He looked proud with his own pun.

'Is that why you're here? To crack intelligent jokes.' I pursed my lips in anger.

'At least you admit they're good. But actually...I am here because I know about your little plan.' Uh Oh. 'You really thought I wouldn't figure it out?'

'I have no idea what you're talking about,' I feigned innocence. 'And get out, I have to change.'

'You can change when you manage to open your lock.' He notices every damn detail, that asshat.

'I will but you, out. Now.'

'Not until you tell me what's your problem.'

'My problem,' I yanked my locker, breaking the lock. Abhay's eyes widened at my strength. 'Is that I remember jackshit of the last year and I told you this.'

'So you chose to manipulate your way into finding out the truth? Seriously?' Oh damn he was getting worked up. 'You didn't get your answers. So you decide to seduce me to know things?'

'Abhay I do not have time for this.'

'Screw your time Piya,' he slammed his fist against the locker, making me jump 'Why the hell are you making it difficult for all of us? Your parents, your friends, your sisters, me.'

'You do not get to go there!' I growled angrily at him. 'Do you know that none of them have any idea what happened that night? And the things they've had to deal with? My father decided to send me abroad because he couldn't see me like I'd lost my life. Its as if time had frozen.'

'Your time was frozen? Do you have any idea the shit I went through?'

'So tell me!'

'NO!'

'Why not?!' I grabbed his arm. 'I already told you I don't care what you do n your life, thats your wish. But I wish to move on. Don't you want closure so that you can move on with your life too?'

'Closure isn't meant for me, Piya.' Abhay lowered his voice. 'Time moves cyclicly for me.'

'Time is cyclic Abhay, it moves that way for everyone.'

'Exactly my point Piya. You would never understand. But stop deflecting and answer me.'

'What now?'

'Why did you attempt to seduce me?'

'I did not. It was a reflex action.'

'I don't believe you.' Was he mocking me?

'Well then don't,' I huffed. 'I need to change so you better get out. And this is Girl's Locker Room, you're not supposed to be here.'

'The door is locked and I am not leaving until I get my answers.'

'Fine then, I am changing.'

'You're gonna take off your top in front of me?' So Abhay Raichand did get worked up around me, it wasn't a one time thing.

I toyed with the hem of my top, 'Is that a problem?'

'I never imagined you doing all this.'

'I was a model in Paris, Abhay. Lingerie and I were best friends.'

He clenched his hands into a fist, 'Nonsense...' There was possessiveness in his voice. He couldn't imagine anyone look at me in that state!

'Okay okay, I'll go behind the lockers.' Shaking my head I went to my right, making sure I was hidden from his sight. Abhay was not even looking in my direction. His grey eyes were turning darker by the second, and it was just by the mere thought of me half-naked. Thats when something clicked inside me...was he around me for lust? Is that what it was? Did he lie about us having sex only once? What if that's all we were? Two hormonal teenagers going at it like rabbits?

'Stop it Piya!' I yelled mentally at myself. 'You have enough evidence proving it was much more than teenage desire.' Not enough apparently.

Pushing all my thoughts away I took off my top in a jiffy and quickly attempted to put on the new one. But the wretched thing wouldn't stay on.

'Oh shit...' I said out loud.

'Whats the matter now?' Abhay's voice was sharp.

'You do not want to know.'

'Just say it, Piya.'

'Abhay this is a tie-back top.'

I felt him walk towards me but staying on the opposite side, so he couldn't see me. 'Am I supposed to know what that means?'

'It means this top has to be tied from the back and I cannot do it by myself.' My face turned red as I said the words.

'Call Misha or T then.'

'I can't...they won't talk to me.'

'Oh yes...' Realisation struck both of us at the same time. Abhay would have to help me.

'Abhay...' I was at loss for words. Staring down at the floor I had no idea what to do next. The man I wanted and loved was standing a few meters away from me. How I craved for him to touch me, hold me, stare into my eyes with all the affection he had for me. I did not just need his help, I wanted his help. But after my stunt this morning I doubt he would believe me.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I jumped when I felt a pair of hand holding me by the shoulders and pulling me towards him, reducing the distance between my back and his chest. 'Allow me...' He breathed in his deep voice, causing my breathing to speed up. When I did not attempt to stop him, he ever-so-gently began tying the knots, allowing his fingers to skim on my skin. 'Just like I remember...' My eyes rolled back, lips parted, revelling the sensation. It was all too much, his gentle touch contrasting with his baritone register making me tremble, his cool breath caressing the nape of my neck and the closeness of our bodies. 'All done...' He whispered deliciously again. I did not trust myself and stood as still as a statue.

Slowly, Abhay turned me to face him, running his hands gently along the length of my back. My eyes were closed, head on his shoulders while he continued his ministrations. 'You need to eat some serious carbs though....' He managed to make me smile. Still in that bubble of desire but with a tiny grin on my face, I pulled away from the hug and looked at his all-too perfect face, gasping at the intensity of the emotion in his eyes.

'I was a model,' Was all I managed to say. He returned my grin, his fingers moving under the fabric of the top. I couldn't stop my self from running my fingers and cupping his beautiful face.

Abhay closed his eyes, revelling the touch. 'My Piya wasn't so skinny...'

'Am I?' I whispered, my heart thumping loudly. 'Am I still your Piya?'

'Somewhere you'll always be my Piya, the young girl with the quirkiest Indo-Western fashion sense, the biggest smile on her face, her curls running wild in abandon...never a calorie counter...'

'Tell me more Abhay.' I moved closer to him, ridding of any distance between us, our faces close. Very cautiously I let my lips run across his jaw, he responded with a deep pleased growl. 'Please...'

'Oh baby I wish I could.' My heart melted at his choice of endearment.

'Hey look at me,' Abhay opened his eyes only to graze his lips against mine. I heart jumped, the waves of love crashing around me, that one light touch sending a sense of calm throughout my body. 'Why not Abhay...look how we respond to each other. I am not seducing you. But I cannot stay away from you and I can see you can't either. So please...make it easy for both of us.' I spoke with my mouth still against his, dangerously close to kissing.

'Piya...' He moved his mouth towards my jaw, making me almost cry out in frustration. There was a different kind of pain rushing in my body, making me wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His lips ran along the length of my neck, his body shaking with mine. Unable to control myself, a single tear ran down my cheek, landing on Abhay's jaw. 'Piya...' He knew I had cried. I could feel his emotions of pain as I gently pulled away from my neck to look at me. The grey of his eyes were remorseful. It looked like he was holding back his tears, while cradling me close to him. 'You can't take it, can you...'

'No,' I whispered brokenly. 'I am begging you Abhay...please...' And I was.

'I wish I could...but I can't risk putting you through those horrors once again...our worlds are too different...the darkness from mine will engulf the light in your heart...I am so sorry baby...please, forgive me if you can...'

He was gone, yet again! I sank to the floor, the tears spilling. Covering my mouth, I cried for what seemed like forever. It wasn't just desire, he loved me. Unconditionally. Irrevocably. Limitlessly. Cosmically. Spiritually.

Wiping my face roughly, I noticed a number lock next to me on the floor. Picking up the little black thing, I went to put it on my locker. Setting a password. 111. Where did that come from? And...Tesoro?? What was that?!

There was a tiny gold A engraved at the bottom, making me smile involuntarily despite the pain and tears. I knew who left this for me. Putting on my sunglasses I walked out of the locker room, my head held high, the huge smile intact.

Abhay Raichand still loved me.

The almost kiss and the tieing knots scene 🤩🤩

Such a sweet chapter!

Yes piya he will always love you and only you 😳😆

I love it

Fabulous update

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Chapter 10:

Guys there are some pictures bottom to show you exactly what everyone was wearing and what I imagine the Raichand mansion should've been in season 2!

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I went straight to my bedroom and got into the shower, ignoring everyone's calling out my name. The hot water felt good against my skin. I took in deep breaths in an attempt to stop shaking. It had been an hour since Abhay and my encounter in the locker room. Now it wasn't like I wanted him to do sinful things to me, I just needed his presence around. Staying away from him was causing me so much pain and agony. There's nothing more I wanted than to hold him, breathe his scent while whispering what I felt to him.

Alas that seemed impossible.

To add to that there was this one word circulating in my mind since the locker room incident...Tesoro. It meant something, but what?

Tesoro...

Tesoro...

Tesoro...

'PIYA!' I broke out of my thoughts and jumped.

'Misha, haven't you heard of knocking? I am taking a shower,' I was glad for the fog in the cubicle.

'I know. But that's not why I am here. There's an impromptu party at the Raichand mansion.'

That got my attention. 'Uhh...why?'

'God knows dude, they're weird. Maybe this is their over-the-top way of announcing they are back in town.'

'Okay..is that all?'

'Ya just get get ready. The theme is cocktail night so it needs to be high fashion fancy. Bye.'

'Wait...you'll are leaving?'

'Duh, why do you think we were yelling out your name. And anyways, we have to be there on time. Mom's left your invite on your bed.' Misha said curtly.

'Still not talking to me?'

'Nope. Just here to give you mom's message. You're on your own at the party.'

'I don't know what to wear...'

'I'll have mom BBM you a few guest photos.'

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I went through my massive walk-in to figure out what to wear. I wasn't even in the mood to attend this party. What was the point, no one was going to talk to me. Champagne would be my best friend. Yet...Abhay would be there...that could be my reason for going.

'Yeah, he's be there with his girlfriend, Tanya.' I muttered to myself. There was no point in weighing the pros and cons, I had to go.

My eyes fell on a beautiful black strapless gown with rose gold ombre-style sequins running throughout. Perfect choice to make a statement too. Hanging it on my cupboard, I got to my makeup.

Neutral shades with hints of gold were my go-to today. I completed the lips with a sheer glossy nude lipstick, it allowed my natural lip colour to be seen through. I chose to tong my hair into waves for a change, neither straight nor curly.

Putting on the gown and picking my black clutch, I checked myself in the mirror. Perfect.

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The Raichand house was lit up and decorated no less than a 7 star hotel. Security was tight, no signs of paparazzi, international chefs were flown in from Delhi, sommeliers and bartenders had arrived from Mumbai. It was the epitome of the elite life.

There were a few heads that had turned towards me, but I easily ignored them. Picking up a glass of champagne, I tried to find a decent spot where I could hide for the rest of the evening. Unfortunately all I found were my friends who were giving me the cold shoulder. Although I must say they looked lovely.

Kabir in a grey blazer, T in a beige with black accent gown, Panchi wearing a green mermaid cut gown, Misha looking surprisingly girly in a strapless red number...then there were Angad and Tracker wearing absurdly matching denim ensembles, reminiscent of the 2000s fashion horrors. I nearly choked on my champagne seeing them. Truly made for each other.

Tesoro...

Tesoro...

Tesoro...

'Piya,' I turned to look at the source of the voice. It was a woman dressed in all black, screaming of elegance, yet showcased quiet demeanour. Definitely Abhay's mom. 'Welcome to the party. I hope you are comfortable?'

'Yes, thank you..?'

'Haseena,' she said. 'I am sorry I should've introduced myself.'

'Its alright Haseena Aunty, I am quite use to it,' I pressed my lips together in a thin smile.

'Why are you sitting by yourself?' she looked concerned. 'Your friends are right there by the bar.'

'Umm aunty...we're having a situation...but its all good,' I tried to laugh it off. 'I am alright here.'

'Absolutely not. Being all by yourself at such a party...I will not allow it. Abhay? Come here please, son.' She called out before I could stop myself.

My eyes met Abhay's, who looked sinful in an all-black suit. I bit my lip, looking down at the floor, remembering what happened in the locker room. All too soon I looked up again, just to savour his devilishly handsome looks and attire. Urgh, he was killing me.

'Yes mom?' Abhay stood next to me, making my heartbeat flutter.

'There seems to be some sort of situation with Piya and her friends. I'd like you to be by her side, as her date. Make sure she is comfortable.'

'Aunty its compl-'

'Alright mom.' Abhay put his hand at the small of my back. 'She'll be with me.'

Before I could argue, Abhay was already dragging me across the room, everyone staring blatantly at us. A part of me thought he was doing this on purpose. I decided to confirm my theory.

'We could've stayed in the corners right.'

'I needed your friends to see us together.' From the corner of my eye I noticed the entire group staring wide eyed. Misha was the only furious one.

'Why would you do that? They're gonna get pissed at me.' I was getting upset. 'Besides,' I lowered my voice. 'Tanya must be here for you.'

Abhay noticed my crestfallen expression. Pushing a strand of hair off my face, he whispered in my ear, 'So firstly, this isn't to get them pissed at you but to ensure they don't repeat this cold behaviour again. Secondly this will lead to them being even more protective of you, I don't give a damn if they hate me. Thirdly, Tanya and I are done for. And fourthly...'

I waited for him to complete while looking at his gorgeous face, his expression soft. Him and Tanya were over. 'Yeah?'

'Fourthly,' he smiled at me, flashing his dimples. 'This way I can make sure you eat carbs.'

That did it. I burst out giggling, trying to be as decent as possible, grabbing onto Abhay's arm. HIs returning gentleness was making me weak in the knees. We were so busy in our own bubble that we never realised how close we were standing. And people were turning their heads towards us, the whispers were louder than normal.

'Is that Abhay Raichand with Piya Dobriyal?'

'These two have always had a complex relationship.'

'Are they back together?'

'Naah I think Abhay's playing her.'

'Oh please he can get any girl he wants, just look at him.'

'True, Piya's changed boyfriends like no ones business...remember the deal between Kabir and Abhay?'

'She has Abhay wrapped around her little finger! I am sure she gives him everything worth his time.'

Bile rose at the back of my throat. As my breathing quickened, Abhay's arm tightened around my waist. His nostrils flared, his eyes turned dark and his face had a menacing expression which sent chills down my spine too. Abhay signalled an employee, who came to us with a microphone in his hand.

'This won't take long...come with me.' Abhay ushered me to a better spot. We were now standing right in the middle of baluster, equidistant from both the grand staircases. 'You ready?'

'Ready for what?' The confusion evident on my face. His face was dark, eyes roaming the hall, as if scanning the entire room for his victims.

'Good evening ladies and gentleman.' Silence engulfed the room. 'Welcome to the Raichands Party. I am glad, all of you could make it, given your busy schedules.' From the top I could see mine and Abhay's parents looking confused, while my friends were furious. 'This party is the talk of the town. And for good reason, after all the most powerful family of Dehra Dun decided to make a return. Of course all the credit goes to my mother who managed to plan this extravaganza in less than 24 hours. Please, a huge round of applause for Mrs. Haseena Raichand!'

As the applause and a few whistles filled the room, Haseena aunty smiled, attempting to hide her baffled expression. Same here aunty, I have no idea what your son is doing...

'So as I was saying,' The room fell silent yet again, as if Abhay had hypnotised them all using only his magnetic eyes and larger-than-life personality. 'People are talking. The media, although not in here, is waiting for us to send them official pictures which can be published in the Doon Times. Insane aint it? However...we do not give anyone the permission to spew venom and hatred here. A bunch of you, come on you know who you are,' A few faces looked super guilty and tried to avert their gaze, Abhay did not seem to allow them. 'Were talking extremely derogatory things about my date for the night who also happens to be an ex-girlfriend.'

Oh shit. I looked wide-eyed at Abhay, who did not seem to pay attention to me, just at the perpetrators. 'Miss Piya Jaiswal right here,' he squeezed my waist. 'was more than an "ex". She was my closest friend and our friendship was never affected by the emotions we had for each other. She still holds the same place in my heart, and continues to be a well-wisher and my confidante. We might not be together today but the respect we share for each other is still strong and intact. So all you, Presidents of the Character-Judgement-Passing Association,' I cracked a smile. 'should apologize this very bloody instant. Because not every friendship is based off...what were you calling it? right...SEX.'

It was official, Abhay Raichand had lost his marbles. 'Our bond was never tainted and it will never be tainted. Piya and I will always have a special bond. And for your information, this beautiful woman can get whomsoever she wants without as you said...'opening her legs'. She is a lovely human being and I will always wish the best for her. So c'mon, you know who you are, APOLOGIZE NOW.'

The persuasion in Abhay's voice had caused quite a few people to murmur their Sorrys while looking down at their feet. I recognised some of them as my father's business associates. 'Thank you for your cooperation. Now, security, if you could escort these smartasses of the premises it would be great. I would've loved to kick you out, literally, myself but I wouldn't stoop down to your level. Classy doesn't mix with trashy.' The perpetrators looked embarrassed and ashamed when security approached them. 'And blacklist them please, we do not encourage such behaviour in the Raichand household.'

'I can assure you,' Abhay continued. 'That these people are truly saints. They go on business trips and have orgies, their wives are sleeping with men half their age, some of them do the secretary in their offices and their children are known for substance abuse and sex. I cannot fathom the number of times their daughters have tried to touch me inappropriately. We wouldn't want to be associated to such individuals, personally or professionally...am I right, Mr. Dorbiyal? Just making your job easier sir.' Papa looked low-key proud as he raised his glass to acknowledge Abhay's statement. 'So...what are you waiting for? Please enjoy the party! But remember, I am watching.'

Abhay and I moved inwards immediately after his speech. It took a good 5 minutes for the DJ to get the music started whereas the guests took 10.

'Abhay,' I asked him when he had moved us to a place with privacy. 'What was that all about?'

'You think these people could sl*t shame and get away with it? Not on my watch.' His anger was causing him to shake.

'Abhay,' I made him face me, gently smiling at him. 'Thank you.' That seemed to surprise him. 'No one has the guts to do what you did today.'

'Piya,' he held my face. 'I just did what was right.'

'By defending me,' I said. 'And I thank you for that. You are truly amazing Abhay.' His eyes were filled with adoration, making me want to kiss the life out of him. But I chose to change the subject, 'Now lets go get those carbs!' Abhay smiled widely for the first time and we began to walk towards the staircase.

Wait a minute...

Good evening everyone...welcome to the Raichand's party...today you'll get to know exactly who we are...Piya Jaiswal...sorry I hurt you...please, dance with me...

I am sorry I can dance, my dress is torn...

Where?

His hands touched my skin while still on the dress...the spotlight...the dance floor...us swaying...hate and love...passion and danger...the final dip...we stare into each others eyes...the world ceased to exist...

'Piya...Piya...Piya?? PIYA??'

My dress is torn!' I yelped, my fingers pinching the fabric on the left side of my gown. Oh no...it wasn't. My bewildered eyes met Abhay's, who knew exactly what was running through my mind. Because he was there. It was his memory too. Our memory. I remembered something!

'I have to go...' Abhay tried to pull away but I was faster.

'Nope, not a chance. Not this time.' I pulled him hard back to me, twining my arms with his. 'You won't run away. Like you said Abhay, we are friends. And I just relived a very special moment. I don't care if I don't get back the rest immediately, but you cannot leave me now.'

'Piya you don't understand...'

'I think I do,' I stroked the back of his hand. 'My feelings won't go away despite loosing my memories. And you cannot take that from me, sorry. You feel the same way don't deny it.'

He looked completely defeated. So I whispered, 'Can we enjoy this party tonight? No fears, no inhibitions, just you and me. Is that alright darling?' Darling: where did that come from?

Something clicked inside Abhay and it seemed to be linked to my word of endearment. Gently he placed a kiss on my forehead, the butterflies in my stomach going wild. 'Allow me to lead the way.'

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Raichand Mansion

Piya

Abhay

Kabir

Tanushree

Panchi

Misha

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