
“Hurting where Aashika?”
She didn’t let go of my hand and brought it closer to her chest, “Here, down there too, everywhere.”
Fuck..
Aashika’s POV.
“But bhai is not even in india, dad.” I let out, stomping my feet in frustration.
My mum slapped her forehead before she stood up, “Aashika, why don’t you understand it’s not safe to go clubbing.”

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