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Someone else's baby

Ritwik Oberoi walked the corridor silently, it was empty and dark because it was midnight when he reached the door of the apartment, he bent down and picked up the hidden key in the plant pot and he cleaned the key with a napkin and used it to open the door in front of him. He dusted his hands and locked the door behind him. He walked towards the room where the lights were turned on. When he got inside the room, he looked around to find someone. When he heard the little movement behind him he turned and clutched that wrist, "There you are!"

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Chanchal Yadav

My words paint a world where memories resurface, both beautiful and haunting. It's up to you to decide if you want to reminisce or rewrite.