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16. Fight for it.

Ananya pov. 

I was dressed up in a pink gown with my hair tied up in a low bun, a few strands of hair brushing my face that were left intentionally. The gown was floor length and it was a half meter extra long from behind clearly sweeping the floor. The top hugged my body beautifully it was a tight fit that made my curves visible, and the straps were a little thin so my tattoo was clearly visible.  A bracelet adorned my wrist and I fiddled my pendant, it was actually the letter A. And no I was not one of those girls who were obssessed with their names, the A stood for Anahita, my birth mom. I knew she would have been so happy if she was here, but at least I could have something that made me feel that she was with me. 

I tried not to ponder over it much but it was difficult to not cry and think about her. Every time I thought about Mom, at least a tear would drop from eye. A kiss on my forehead, followed by a gentle caress broke my train of thoughts.&nb

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