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Kiara's POV:
Dear diary,
It's been a while.
It's been almost 14 years since I last wrote on you.
It's been almost 14 years since I last let it all out in the form of words.
The last time I wrote on you, it was out of grief, out of pain, out of......
Bleakness.
It's 12:00 AM now, the monsoon is around the corner. I'm in my study room, sitting on a table that's near the window.
The wind is blowing in a mild breeze, the droplets of rain is occasionally hitting my skin, sending shivers through my derm, giving me a feeling of solemn and content.
The 14 years......
The past 14 years......
It was beautiful.
Just like a well scripted dream.....
It's weird.... because my hands are trembling and beads of perspiration are forming in my palm. My heart is racing.
My heart
