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As Haya sat against the sofa, with a cup of steaming hot tea in her hands, she focused on the bits of remnants from her past. The blurred memories of her crazy interactions with The Mighty Daniyal Walizada himself. FLASHBACK. I was a nervous reck. My hands were itchy and clammy, as I rubbed them on my thighs, to stop them from shivering so much. I looked around the bright greyish lobby, filled with multiple types of girls. I was waiting and just waiting. It was my first time getting interviewed. I needed the internship, it was paying a hefty amount, and I knew I needed it. With all the time outside, watching girls coming out sour faced, I knew it won't be me, getting it. My mind was wandering off to what Noor had told me last night. It was a shocker for me, I didn't expect him to tur

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