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| "Hey sis, going somewhere?" Tushar looked at his twin in awe. Shimul looked gorgeous in a long, thick braid which ran down to her waist. She was dressed in a simple, yet elegant way. "You know what? That hairstyle is enough to steal someone's heart on Valentine's day." Tushar commented. "Just make sure you come back home within 8 pm." Shimul frowed at her beloved brother. Ever since their mother passed away, after being crushed under a school-bus, Tushar had changed a lot. That jolly, happy-go-lucky youth was lost behind a load of responsibilities. As a result, he had become pretty short tempered, or bossy, according to his sibling. ![]() Check out
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