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I almost blew it. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Why do I have to go and ruin everything? Everything was perfect that night. She liked me. No. She more than liked me. She wanted me. I could see it in her eyes, her shy smile, and her body language when I was going to kiss her. Her formal reply to my messages on her birthday was like cold water being spilled on my hopes to be forgiven. But then, she texted me after the debate yesterday. Mishti: OMG! Vikram, we are the runner-ups. Can you believe it? Vikram: Wow! Congratulations. Mishti: It was amazing. All the time I was thinking, how would Vikram respond to this? Which point would he argue? Which angle would he take? Wish you were here. God! It felt good. I’d been irritated and restless for two days. When Siya reminded me it was he