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Chapter 29
Can a broken heart be broken again? Apparently, it can, when idiots like me think that a guy who has a girlfriend and is still flirting with other girls, is a good guy. When did I become so naive? Mishti Ahuja, you were the cynicism personified. How did frolicking with the enemy make you blind? I know there are zero percent chances of me becoming a head girl, but when did it become a crime to try? Tears well up in my eyes. The first thing that I did after coming from school was to call him. I didn’t even change the uniform. I was excited to see him after coming back from Bangalore. He didn’t go with us to Bangalore, but he was there with me in my mind. He helped me get there. I was so proud of myself. I slide to the floor from my bed, pull my knees in, and cry. Kipper, who was sleeping
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