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| Source: Pablo |
He was jubilant that day. His simple, not so flowery and yet
fancy in a way proposal was accepted. That evening he passed a long time
staring across the 22 gifts he had received from 22 different people as a gesture
of budding feelings of love over years. However, his philosophy when it comes
to Love was simply, ‘Be my Guest’ and hence resulting in a break-up; some
amicable and some hostile. But for the 23rd time, he had allowed
love to be his guest for the one last and final time as that day’s ‘Yes’ keeps reverberating
every time he sees her.
This fiction is written for the Blog Chatter weekly prompt 'Be my guest'.
23rd time lucky! Good one Rohan, short and sweet!
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