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Gentle reminder: The following text is a fictional story written by me. NOT a real life incident. Please don't text me asking if it's based on my own life. Because it's really, really NOT. (For starters, I don’t have any siblings and my mother does not throw parties. 🙈)
H’s Diary
…I turned and came face to face with him and in my state of utter surprise and sheer embarrassment, I managed to fall even more into him!
I got up immediately. But Akash stood up with me, his one arm supporting my waist and the other hand on my shoulder. Guess where my own hands were? Perched comfortably over Akash’s muscular chest, near his heart!
(continued..)
One more classic “uhh” slipped through my lips and I backed away. I knocked my knee against the coffee table, which made everyone around go “oooh” and “tsk tsk”. In that moment of embarrassment, feeling all those people’s eyes on me, I’m sure that I blushed the same shade as my new dress.
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