Falak’s POV
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“Hey Maria,” I called her name when I found her engrossed in reading a magazine. She kept the magazine on the table when she heard me and stood on her feet to come near me.
“How was the session with Dr. Hazel White?”, She asked, helping me to walk so that I wouldn’t end up keeping all my pressure on my injured leg.
“I don’t know.”, I answered truthfully. Because I really couldn’t figure it out. All I knew was that I cried; I cried a lot. I was sure that one could guess that just by looking at puffy eyes.
“Do you want to go somewhere else? I mean, any place where you can feel better? Because you looked…”
“I’m fine, Maria. Thank you. I want to home and rest for a while.”, I said, cutting her in between. I was having a slight headache because of crying continuously for hal
