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vishal and tara

VISHAL'S POV 


"Dude what's your problem?" Max asked in irritation, forcing a gulp of alcohol down his throat. I chuckled lightly and snatched that bottle away from his hold and took a sip. 
Gross. 
It was something damn strong which almost burnt my throat. I made a face and lied straight on his bed wondering about nothing. 
"You are my problem. It’s been several years but still I don't even have a slightest clue why all of

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