Essence of Life

 Part 3:

The hesitation of Suri lead him to conclude that Suri was indeed in love with someone. 

He asked, " tell me who is that fairy who caught your eyes." Suri angrily replied," the same girl whom you have embarassed in front of everyone in the market." He got that Suri was really interested in her. Seeking that opportunity, he thought that the girl and her father insulted him in front of the whole world and this was utterly the chance to take revenge from her both. He told Suri," Dude sorry I didn't knew that you like her. I only have you as my best friend please forgive me this will never happen again." They both hugged each other. 

Many promises but none worth keeping.

This is the starting of the story of revenge disguised as love. 

Now they started following her. Suri wanted to get her at the cost of anything. On the other hand, that girl settled independently. She was unknown of what is going behind her back.

         To be continued.....

                                    Written by Azze.

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  1. UnknownMarch 17, 2021 at 6:23 AM

    Awesome !! I'm very happy that he realise his mistake😊😊

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  2. AyazMarch 17, 2021 at 7:20 AM

    At least he realise his mistake.👏👏👏👏

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