Chapter 9
He took me to an ice cream parlour.
His favourite is strawberry.
Cute. Isn't it?
He is different.
I like his smile.
I like his understanding.
I like the way he treats me.
I like the way he looks at me.
I love our friendship.
He makes my existence worthy.
While returning he took my hand in his.
I cannot help but see how perfectly my hand fits in his.
I love it.
I feel special.
For once.....
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