I stared at myself in the mirror, a groan escaping from my throat. I despised the idea of attending an event with Mr. Oberoi but I couldn't allow Diya to be trapped in his cage. She was so manipulated by him. I was scared, what if her infatuation land her into trouble. She wasn't aware about the extreme Mr. Oberoi could go. Stepping into his world was dangerous.
Though Diya and I were of same age but I was protective about her. I cared alot about her! I would walk into the fire if it meant, I could save her.
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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