Chapter 12: Hostage

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Pravi's POV

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The next day, I woke up only to find a sorry message and a promise that he won't call me his sister ever again in his life. And that was enough to cheer my mood, after all, I am not his girlfriend who will throw tantrums at him.

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Two years went by quietly, I was seventeen. I checked my figure, remembering one of the aunt's words who was talking with my mom. 'Mishty, your daughter has begun to show femininity.'. No doubt, I look nothing like before.

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I opened my scrapbook, which I had kept at my secret place, and took out Aarvik's photo from there. I had pasted the photos of Aarvik which he had sent me till from in the past 3 years. Well, truth to be told, he never used to send photos on his own. I used to ask for it by creating a situation to check 'whether or not I am talking to the right person'. It also carries my silly th