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Areesha dragged him inside and took out her phone to see the list of things her mother had made for her to buy for the wedding. They were looking for her wedding dress first. After spending an hour combing through many boutiques they had still made no progress. Some dresses were too revealing and others were to heavy and she didn't know how to carry them. Together they entered yet another boutique and while Areesha looked for a dress, Fawad just stood on the side typing on his phone. The sales boy who looked no less than a teen ager guided her around and kept praising every other dress she looked at twice in hopes that she would buy it. "So what's your name?" She asked the boy in an attempt to strike a conversation. "Shaheer." "So how old are you Shaheer? Don't you go to school or co
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