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... he could feel his gaze at her back, but she didn’t look back. The sounds of crickets filled the silence.
“How old am I?” he asked suddenly, leaning back in the cart.
“Uhm….” Countless possibilities filled her head at the question. This was like a game. A landmine, more aptly. One wrong movement and everything could explode in her face.
“I am thirty-two,” she said, turning to look back at him. It was difficult to gauge his age just by looking at him. He as handsome with no ...
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