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July 1, 2012 Off By Manjil P. Saikia

She was worried and regretted she had been terrible to him the weekend; the rain wasn’t helping either. What if he had had enough? Was it too late? She saw a distant figure walking towards her trying to stay warm. She ran with all her might and hugged him tight.

‘I love you’.

She smiled.

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