Meera's pov
As I sit at my desk, the gentle morning light filtering through the clouds, I can't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me. The events of yesterday replay in my mind like a cherished memory, each moment etched with the warmth of his smile and the sweetness of his words. His compliments linger in my thoughts, filling me with a fluttering sensation in my stomach that I can't quite explain.
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