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I said, my friend, brought my note and I called Krish and asked for my record note. I gave me my note and went inside and settle in my place.After some time that Madam went out so I went and asked Nithya to exchange the seat. She did as I said. Now I am sitting next to Jessie. I called Jessie and showed to my computer monitor and asked some doubt. She was shocked to see me near her.Me: Jessie, I helped you, You never said thanks!(Actually, I am talking about IV night incident)J: Thanks, Karthik.Me: Then Jessie, How was the function yesterday?J: Was nice, I was tired as hell but my mum forced me to go along with her.Me: Oh now how do you feel?J: Yeah we came back to our home by evening I slept as soon as we reached home. So now I am feeling better.Me: Ok how about your size now?J: !!! (She is facing towards her monitor and She didn’t reply anything)Me: Jessie, What happened?J: Nothing! It is wrong.Me: What is wrong?J: What we did is wrong?Me; Who said? Did you say this to anyone?J: No. It’s not like it matters anyhow now is it. ——————— ——————— Chapter 1: Shattered illusions. ‘I can’t stand to fly, I’m not that naive, men weren’t meant to ride, with clouds between their knees, I’m only a man, in a silly red sheet…’ — Five For Fighting : Superman. ‘Jack,’ ‘Jack, I need you to look. They need to confirm it.’ My eyes opened, they fixed on their bodies, laying on the metal tables. Veronica, my dear Veronica, the day we met was so perfect. The catamaran we hired to take into Batells Bay where we picnicked on Twoheys Island. The sunset that we sat and shared… and the life we went on to share was nothing short of perfect either, the nights I’d come home, dinner would be waiting, you’d kiss me on the lips as I’d take my suit off, and put my other suit on… how you’d kiss me as I left for the next few hours to patrol. My now dead partners eyes staring lifelessly at the ceiling, something was missing, it’s hard to describe, but there’s a ‘spark’, that just seemed to not be.
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