"Did you by any chance find your Byron?"
A hushed voice took over the room.
"I don't understand.what do you mean?
I'm kinda sleepy" she was clearly avoiding a confrontation.
"It's been 11years and everytime you were let down by somebody,you held me close. you don't anymore.what changed?"
It sounded confident, this time round.
"I wish if i was aware and careful with the things before labeling them my favourite,i never knew I'd attract it all like a magnet" sinking into her pillow,she turned the other way, failing to hold back her tears.
"I should've had warned you before becoming one of yours. I'm so sorry.."
Her favorite book,an incomplete love story,lying on the extreme corner of her bed appeared distraught.
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