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“She was unreal. She was perfection. Girls like her didn’t belong here. Fortunately, she did belong to me. She always wore a winsome smile, but it wasn’t only that. It was her eyes; they were made up of stars. Her hands. Her fingers. It was the world’s most fancy duty to keep her close.” — Pratibha Malav
She was unreal.
She was perfection.
Girls like her didn’t belong here.
Fortunately, she did belong to me.
She always wore a winsome smile, but it wasn’t only that.
It was her eyes; they were made up of stars.
Her hands.
Her fingers.
It was the world’s most fancy duty to keep her close.