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The Farewell (Multiple POVs)

(Dhruv's POV)

We walked along the entry of our college. Everyone around us was chattering and clicking pictures. Somewhere during our walk, our fingers find each other. I wasted no time in intertwining them. Coco didn't react much to that. She only looked down and smiled. My heart is beating so fast. I really hope she likes my surprise.

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Mona

I am, therefore, a narrator, an observer, a storyteller. The story might be his, hers, yours, or even mine. But the story is always real