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As amiable gust of breeze caressed her languid frame, she became nostalgic, the last episode she enjoyed with Yuvraaj in waters caricatured in her mind. The phosphorescent surface of water enticed her and a sob spurted out of her mouth. She was missing him. She was still missing the curse of her life. She knew how happy they were. She knew it was bliss. Momentarily. And the moment was gone, they were back to square one.

"I hate you bloody Yuvraaj Prakash." She muttered, despondently and kicked the waves. "You don't even trust me but still, I love you, moron. You're a bastard, sonuvabitch. I fucking hate you. Why the hell do you have to be the one who always hurts me?"

Defeated, she collapsed on her rare and dragged her knees closer to her chest, being unmindful of the waves drenching her slacks and making her shudder. Soon enough, her bod