Knowing the truth was scary. It didn't allowed you to be in denial. I was aware of the truth. The mystery I was trying to unfold was before my eyes yet I wasn't satisfied rather filled with grief. The truth was painful!
"How are you feeling?" Buba was staring at me in concern. I gave a slight nod, I could feel the worry in her black orbs. "I knew his work would result into disaster." She stared at the mansion with sadness.
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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