The Unspoken (55 fiction)

And I blushed….”Richa said turning red. I stared back at her in disbelief “What? You just blushed!!” Since past 1.5 years you kept talking about him every moment; today you met him and just blushed." Richa smiled sweetly and said “In that blush he would have heard much more than any words could have said."

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