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are you joking
After returning to his room, Abhi couldn't shake the uncanny resemblance between Rajeev and Gnapika from his mind. He decided to call his friend Rudra, half in jest and half out of genuine curiosity.
"Hey, Rudra," Abhi greeted when his friend answered. "I've got a strange question for you. Did you have any lovers in the past? Other than Ambika, I mean." Rudra was taken aback by the sudden and unexpected question. "What? Abhi, are you joking? Where is this coming from?" Abhi chuckled, sensing Rudra's surprise. "I'm serious, man. It's just something that's been on my mind." Rudra laughed uneasily. "No, Abhi. Ambika was the only one. Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?" Abhi, still chuckling, replied, "I met someone today who looks strikingly like Rajeev. It's almost eerie." Rudra, now curious, asked, "Who did you meet?" "Her name's Gnapika. She's about 15 years old and lookRelated chapters
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