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"Nikita!" My mother's voice called with a smile,

"Look who's back," She said in a sing-song voice and quickly pushed me into the living room.

"Ma! What's going on?" My eyebrows knitted together with confusion, My mother smiled giddily pointed in front of me.

"Hello, Nikita." A deep and rich voice greeted me, I whirled around with my eyes wide open. He stood in front of me with a certain air of confidence and attitude paired with a smug smirk. I never did think I'd ever see him again.

"Ayush Sharma," I breathed, I never thought I'd have to utter his name from my lips. He seemed so different and certainly wasn't the Ayush that I knew. The Ayush I knew didn't have broad shoulders and a chiseled face. The Ayush I knew didn't have stone-cold obsidian eyes.

He just wasn't my Ayush.

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She hadn't changed one bit,

Her eyes still sparkling with mischief, her copper skin still shimmering in the light, and she even had the same habit of chewing her rose-tinted lips.

Just looking at her brought a wave of emotions, and triggered a waterfall of memories. Including my promise to her, a promise I never kept. Her eyes met mine, as the two of us reminiscence our college days.

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❝I'll come back for you, Nikita. I promise.❞

❝You never did, Ayush. I couldn't just wait for you like some damsel in distress. ❞

❝Nikita, promise me you won't leave me, promise me that you're different from all those others.❞

❝Nikki! You promised! You promised you wouldn't leave me!❞

❝I guess we both have our share of broken promises, ❞

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