
Purvi was reading a book—or rather, pretending to read it while secretly peeking at Advay from behind its pages. She still didn't remember him completely, but somewhere deep inside, she felt he was important to her.

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Purvi was reading a book—or rather, pretending to read it while secretly peeking at Advay from behind its pages. She still didn't remember him completely, but somewhere deep inside, she felt he was important to her.

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