The night stretched on as they had no plan to end their conversation. Arko and Miloni teased each other, argued on silly matters and laughed over their jokes. They had no intention of letting go of each other. The night faded and dawn broke, still they were talking softly over the phone. It was only when the milkman rang the bell that they fell asleep, exhausted.
Waking up late, Miloni had a silly smile plastered on her face as she went about her morning routine.
“Mil, you look happy today. Any special reason?” her mother asked.
“Nothing mom! I am excited to go shopping. That is all,” Miloni answered.
“Hmm, I heard you talking in the morning. Were you talking to Ajitha?” her mother asked and Miloni glanced at her, pondering if she ought to tell her the truth or not.
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