My heart was beating anxiously, as I turned to face the person, I wasn't desiring to meet. He stood just an inch away from me. That familiar face brought back those memories, which I still treasured.
"Aachal," I heard him sigh as his orbs soften. His black orbs were staring at me with love, the same admiration that it always held. "How are you?" I could feel his concern yet I opted to ignore. I couldn't allow him to melt my heart. I couldn't forget the days I had invested to heal from the wounds he offered to me.
Whatever I am, whoever I am, is due to the readers who read this book. Your support has been a great source of strength on my hard days. I feel valued, capable, and talented because of the constant support you all have showered on me. I am nothing without you. You're my extended family. Thanks for always supporting me... Sanjh
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