“Anyone can want you, but the love hits different when someone actually values you…” -Vivek Thakur [*****] “Remember no crying…” Kamy whispered in her ear, reaching the gate of the church. Ojaswi didn’t say a word. She just walked into the church like a zombie gripping the nosegay tight. Entering the church they saw three people, one lady and two men sitting in the front row. Hearing their footsteps they stood on their feet but didn’t turn to them. “Are they already here,” Kamy stammered. And leaning close to Ojaswi’s ear whispered, “I had told you to hurry up, Oja… see they are already here.” “Goodmorning, my wife-to-be,” suddenly they heard a voice behind them.
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