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I knocked on her door. She startled me as she saw me at the door. We looked at each other for a while before she asked me to come in.I locked the door and sat on her bed. “Why did you lock the door?” she asked. “Just, I don’t want Alisha to hear anything,” I replied as Priyanka was busy on her phone. “Listen, it was an accident,” I said.She looked at me, giving a surprising look. “What are you talking about?” she asked as if she doesn’t remember anything.“About last night,” I said as she kept looking at her phone screen. “We shouldn’t…I shouldn’t have done that,” I continued.“It’s okay. Let’s just forget that,” she said and looked at me at my face. I also looked into her eyes. It was again the same moment I had with her when she came to my room a few weeks back.As we looked at each other, I couldn’t help and put my hand on hers. She trembled a little with my touch and moved closer to me. We were getting closer, but Alisha interrupted by knocking on the door before we could do.

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