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I was told or more like ordered or more like forced into getting ready with everything I was gifted on my birthday. That beautiful black dress that I have adored from the second I laid my eyes on it. And just so you know that's the dress Edwin and Ines gave me for my birthday. And I am sure Edwin did nothing except paying up, that is.

I put on very light makeup and that too all my favorite products that I had from ages ago. Yes, even this was a gift from Chloe. I was surprised that she remembered it at first but then I was reminded Chloe had a killer memory.

I loved her even more than Alexis for this. Wait! I don't love Alexis! I was just used to saying this. And old habits die hard. Yes, loving him was like a habit to me and an impossibility to him. Dylan gave a pretty pair of black earrings that matched perfectly with my black dress. They were circular in shape and had a pretty pink roses, detailed minutely on it. Again, I couldn't help but like them.

Next on the list were a classic pair of strappy Jimmy choos that my parents gifted me. They fit just as if they were customized for my feet it as if they were bought. And like any other gift of mine it went perfectly with my outfit. And last but not the least to top it all up, I applied my ever so favorite Gucci flower bomb perfume. Now, it was perfect.

I was told that Alexis was giving me a special present so I had to get ready and he'll come to pick me at 9.00. It was just about nine when the doorbell rang. Alexis. I couldnt wait for his present. Even though, I still hadn't forgiven him, but whenever he made me special and since the day I saw him again, since the night that he hospital which was still a secret, somehow, my love invoked, it felt I got a second chance at life. So just as always I went with the flow.

When I opened the door I was handed with a bunch of white tulips, my favorites, again. They had a red note attached to it and ' happy birthday ' written in a very sluggish handwriting and as an easy guess I knew it was his.

" bad handwriting doesn't go away does it? "
" that doesn't matter. May I borrow you for the night? "
" here you go " as I surprisingly was picked up bridal style in his arms and safely in the front seat of his car.

" shut your eyes. "
" no. I ain't doing that. "
" yes. you are "

And with that he bent his face and tied a blindfold around my eyes. I forgot about the blindfold and focused on the proximity between us. It was almost negligible. He planted a soft peck on my cheek and said a simple sentence that put me into deep thoughts.

" a lot awaits, Princess. Love you. "

I was deep in thought by now. What had happened to him suddenly. Why was he behaving like I behaved I college. Like he loved me. No, that wasn't possible. He can't love me. Even if I did, he can't love me. Because I knew him enough to know that he didn't love me,he was terming the regret of leaving and the blame of me going away as love, to compensate all of it. No, this couldn't be happening. I have to run away again if this happens. Because he would say anything to me in the world bit not love you. He had never said that 16 years of our friendship, even if I longed for it and almost waited forever . Never. Was I missing out on something? And only one thing could answer my question now and shut all of these thoughts. My present.

I know this a short chapter, but I ain't well today. I promise a chapter tomorrow too instead of the day after as an compensation. I hope you like the chapter.

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Love,
Pranati.