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Her head lay on her folded knees. And then, the tears came. One after the other, like an avalanche. She was yet again proven that she was not worth anything. How had her life come down this? She did not know. She should have been in London, with her friends, working for their business but here she was, on a new journey, in a new home, in a new room, all alone. She was supposed to have her partner with her, her husband but he was gone. Just like that. She must have been the only bride who didn't know where her husband was just a few days after her marriage. ** "Stop it Veer. I am neither your first choice nor the best choice. Just let me go". she told him turning away so he doesn't see the tear that falls. He spun her around wiping the tears, her cheeks squished in his palms as his thumbs rubbed the salty trail left by the tears. "But you are. You are my best choice, Naina. I've loved you, when I was five and you were two, when I was eighteen, and I had to break up with you, when I was twenty, twenty-one, now when I am almost twenty-six and I will continue to love you till the last breath leaves my lungs. Naina, you don't know what you do to me. There's always been this magnetic pull between us as if we are opposite poles of a magnet. You, my love, are the best thing that has happened to me, and I'm not saying this just for the sake of it. You are not afraid to point out my shortcomings, correct my mistakes, keep our family together, at the end of the day, when I find you with me, all the stress leaves me. You make me crazy, but I don't mind it. I don't care how corny I sound right now; our souls were made for each other and you know it. We are supposed to be together. Everything about us being together makes sense. You have the ability to make everything okay even when it's not. I love you. All of you. And I am sorry for hurting you in the past", he confessed as a tear trickled down his eye.
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