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Days passed by. She was busy with her semesters, with her plays, with her books. But everynight around 2 a.m she felt like someone was there with her. Acting as if she's asleep she would quietly peep through her eyes but saw nothing. She thought that may be it was just her imagination.

When we face a delusion we often choose the easy way or a way which seems more logical. In our subconscious mind too, we feel only that what we want to feel. Same was happening with her. She chose that there was no one because that was easier and sounded more logical to beleive.

Few days later, when she was going along with Anita to the library, she saw Aamon sitting alone in a room. She told her friend, "Annie look!!! He's there," and was smiling from ear to ear.

Anita said, "If you really think you love him, why don't you just go and confess? I've seen him staring at you several times. It could be that he likes you too but feels awkward to approach you? Just tell him about your feelings...you'll get to know his side of the story too. What say?"

"Hmm...you are right. I think I should talk to him. But how will I talk? I don't even have his number. Can't you arrange it Annie?" Lara asked with a puppy face.

"Dumbo....I don't know what is wrong with you. He's right there...sitting all alone...and you are asking me to arrange his number. Just go and talk face to face." Before Lara could oppose, Anita pushed her towards the room and said, "Gooooooo! I'll leave you alone. But tell me the...