PrincesAuntum

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

Arya looked at me with a warm smile, as if, everything would be all right. However, my distress signal sounded too loud. I know my presumptuous words won't make me feel good.

"Nilam, Pa... Arya's friend," he answered.

"Apparently, she's not from among us."

I swallowed my saliva stuck in my throat. Papa Arya's gaze was terrible, and it reminded me of Mrs. Marita. Should I say what's on my mind? Then, I have to think of Papa Arya as Mrs. Marita and now I'm explaining one of my paper assignments in front of the class.

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