Casual Talk
Rohan was still dumbstruck. After a lot of mental labour he came out with his words. “If I have loved anyone, it’s you Fai. An artificial foot or any kind of disability, if that word is to be used, wouldn’t make me care for you less.” She looked at him, her eyes moist yet happiness flitted about in them. “Then feed my new number into your cell phone.” He punched a piece of tiriaki with his fork and took it close to her mouth. “Don’t have the whole thing. Keep some for me.” He laughed and she smiled at his wards. She bit half from it. He put the remaining portion into his mouth. “I think,” she said, “your coming has been quite effective.” “Really?” he questioned. “And if I hadn’t to come, would you have still kept your life going as it has been without me?” She remained silent and con
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