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Abhiudey POV “I’m sorry, Abhi. I can’t wear that ring,” I was standing there dumbfounded. “Why?” I whispered. “Did you forget that I signed the divorce papers? We aren’t husband and wife anymore. We are divorced, Abhi,” she shouted and sniffed the air. So that’s the matter. She nearly gave me heart attack. I sighed in relief. “Who said we are divorced. As far as I know, both husband and wife’s sign needed to be divorced,” she frowned at my statement. “What do you mean?” she asked in confusion. “I didn’t sign,” I admitted. “Why?” she murmured, staring at me blankly. “I just couldn’t. I felt like I couldn’t let you go. I thought if I sign those papers, I would lose you forever. But I wasn’t ready for this,” I confessed to her honestly. I saw anger in her eyes. “Princess.” “AND
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