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Chapter-7

ANVIKA'S POV:-

I sat cross-legged on my bed, Mom's old diary balanced carefully on my knees like it was made of the most fragile glass in the world.

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๐™š๐“ฒโ‹† ึด๐—ก๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐Ÿงฟโ‹†แกฃ๐ญฉ

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๐™š๐“ฒโ‹† ึด๐—ก๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐Ÿงฟโ‹†แกฃ๐ญฉ

เญจเงŽ โ”€โ”€ .โœฆ ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚,๐— ๐—ผ๐˜†๐—ฎ ๐—Ÿ๐˜†๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ'. ๐Ÿ’‹๐ŸŒš โ‹†หšเฟ” แฏ“ แกฃ๐ญฉ