A Love Story? – Chapter Twenty Eight

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“We are broken, Atul. Every single one of us, but broken is beautiful, and why do you judge yourself so much when you sympathize with me so much. Aren’t you and I cut from the same piece of cloth?” “Hmm, I hope it was that simpler. See,” I said

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