THE DRAMATIC LOVE AND HATRED
“Hello my dear son….how are you, why don’t you call me dear son, is everything fine there?” a voice I heard from a phone call as soon as I received the call.
“You!!! You devilish person…how dare you call me your son… I am not your son did you get that.. I yelled.
“Your words will not change the reality son’’.. He said gently.
I was very frustrated. I really hate that man. This person was the reason for my mother’s death.
As I was walking on the road during this conversation I was feeling very low. My stomach and pocket both were empty. I was unable to walk even a single step anymore.
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Steev's POV :
" Sia, you can come to my house. I have a best friend called John. We both stay together. So you can come there and you can meet him as well. ", I said.
"Sure, I would love to come there and meet your friend too but not today. I will come some other day. However, we will be meeting oftenly from now onwards right……
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