ANUSHIYA SMITH

I thanked God for saving me from a great storm. If the driver didn't open the door at a correct time I'd have been dead by now and cursing god for what I did. Teaching him Tamil made me feel happier than ever but when he was all excited about knowing the meaning of that I felt embarrassed. It's not even a bad word but still, I couldn't say that to him.

The next day morning, when I woke up as usual I traced beside me and realized he was gone as usual. But I got a smell of coffee on the table beside me. Not only coffee there was also a letter under the coffee.

Wait. What? I shouted inside me.

I smelled the paper as if it was a strawberry cake, I giggled at my thought and

Dear Anushiya,

because I'm trusting you that'd not be any vulgar

I trust you.

Yours lovingly,

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