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“At that moment, I was one hundred percent captivated by him. My go-to instinct to be aloof and unattached went out of the window because I was so overwhelmingly fascinated by him. I always kept things under control, but Siddhartha made me behave in a way I never did before. Everything I wrote after that made little to absolutely no sense, because after that moment, I fancied him, and that feeling scared me.”

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That’ll Be Our Song

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