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“Why can Ava see ghosts?” Movement was made and Sammy’s voice calling out, “S... P... I... R... I ... T... W... A... L... K... E... R...” Ida gasped, “Spirit walker. But I had thought only the Native Americans can do that?” June’s voice sounded small, “My mother’s mother was Cherokee.” Ida growled, “Didn’t your grandmother say anything?” “No.” Ava heard her mother sound lost and confused. “She wouldn’t tell anyone anything about her life.”

After listening to Shivansh, Ruhi replied, "So what is the problem in this? We can at least try once." Shivansh also found his words correct. He gave the script to Ruhi and also started memorizing the script himself. And as far as the script is concerned, Shivansh had a diary written by Shivam, in which Shivam had written about every meeting between him and Tanya. And the remaining details were collected by meeting all the people and asking them.

But once I almost clear my exam in Indian railways and almost got the job but that year merit gone very high, so I lost my hope and gaveup and ask my family to do a private job and they gave me a permission . Kshama's stop came first and we bid our goodbyes. This is my first novel. Please support it and ignore grammer mistakes. Don't forget to comment and vote. Thankyou

I wanted to see how kicked you were. From what I inferred from the diary Ritam’s parents had never bothered to contact Nivedita after they sent her away. It’s a little strange to take his name over and over again. Ritam. Earlier, it was just the dead guy. But now, he has a name and a personality to go with it. It makes me feel even closer to him. It’s like I know him now, like he’s a friend ... a friend I am responsible for, a friend who died an unfortunate death, leaving behind his story in a diary. Fifteen minutes later, we are already in the car. We both buy ‘I Love Madhya Pradesh T-shirts, for a hundred bucks each, as we leave the city and throw our old ones (We Love Haridwar) in the dus

But the image stays. Evening run. Sunset bleeding red across water. He stops at the tide line. Pulls a small notebook from his pocket—first thing he bought on arrival. Writes one line: “I’m still here. Still breathing. Still yours—if you’ll wait.” Folds it. Tucks it away. Not ready to send. Not yet.

What could be written in it, they could not guess. "Read it,'' the old man ordered Kunal. Kunal looked at his mother and then he started reading it louder so everybody standing there could hear it. 🦋🦋 Maa(mother), Baba(father) I'm so sorry. I can't marry Virat, I want to do a job and I want to live an independent life. Even if it is just for a short while but I want to live independently till I don't come back here. I am going to the USA, I will be back soon. Once I come back I will do what you guys will tell me to do, I will marry whoever you guys will tell me to marry but now, I don't want to marry anybody. Sorry again… But I am leaving...

Nick picked up a blue diary. He desperately opened it and turned to the first page. That wasn’t it. Nick tossed it aside and found the black journal. He turned to the first page. He exhaled when he realized that it was a continuation of the red one he had read. Nick sat Indian style and zoomed in on the entry.

Iinquiered making air quotes on the normal, i knew then that he was tensed cause he Immediately dropped the coffee he was drinking aside "Okay look, what happened that day was that..." He paused after that and it looked like he was thinking "I was out on a work trip and Candace was in labour, she called but i was really confused on what to do, a friend then assisted her to the hospital which she delivered you" he explained tensed up, i couldn't believe the man i called Dad for 18 years could easily lie to my face this way "Wow so even on the day i was conceived you weren't even there?" I faked a question to play along to whatever shenanigan he was trying to pull

V “Didi, Tina I am tired and you also go and take a rest we will talk tomorrow “ “no, you have to talk to muma and papu “now “What happened Tina “ “Didi muma and papu were crying during your ring ceremony and say that they have to tell the truth “come let's go to their room now! When we reach outside the room I listen to Mumma and dada saying only Mayank can save us from him and they are ready to tell us the truth before papu says something tina and me entered the room “Mumma what are you hiding from us and why were you crying in engagement “ “We want you to tell us the truth Mumma “ “we will tell you princess but we will tell you during the trip! now go and pack your bags because Mayank is

The sunlight poured in through the curtains, casting a golden glow on the hardwood floors and bouncing off Denver’s wide, delighted smile. These days, the house hummed with a different energy. There was still chaos, still a never-ending to-do list, but somehow the laughter came easier. India felt lighter. She’d finally made a decision that brought her peace: shifting to part-time at work. Now she only went in two days a week, and the rest of her time was hers—well, Joy’s, really, and Denver’s, and sometimes, if she was very lucky, her own.