My Love Story : By Abhishek Malhotra
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Chapter 2 : I am Abhishek Roshan Malhotra. Though I am born in India, I studied and was bought up in
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Late at night I am eagerly waiting for the msg from my love. I have missed the chance to chat with her because the shoot. Usually she would definitely message me at 9 every night. She never told me her name though I already know. I always call her sweety or some other nickname. We never spoke to each other on phone. We only chat. Even though, I feel blessed because she is my first love and I have fallen for her at first sight.
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Shriya's Room : 1 am
Shriya entered her room with her phone in her hand. As soon as she shut the door behind she knelt down on her knees and started crying her eyes out. She looked around in her room for a while and started crying out loud. After a while she got up from the floor, searched every corner of the house and grabbed everything that she wanted and left the room in the middle of the night. Early in the morning at about 4:30 am she returned home tired and her eyes were red with all the sobbing and soon she fell on the bed and fell asleep without her knowing because of tiredness.