Only if it's him.
Aditi was seating on her bed as her hand-carried a pen that was scribbling on her personal diary as her tears fell apart.
09.05.20xx,
I tried...I tried everything I could, No matter how many messages I left you, you won't even care to message me back...you cold-hearted jerk. No...Sorry, you are not cold-hearted I take my words back. But why did you go back? Will you come back again? Will you ever know there is a girl called Anvi who secretly liked you, like you, and will also do...? Will you ever know...that from the moment I saw you...I fell head over heels for you. Anan...this so-called diary which I'm writing to you...will it ever reach you...?", The entry ended...her tear fell off from h