• shivani_ankush 6w

    She cherished the book cover like a rose petal she never touched. It had the essence of his presence. Entangling her fingers in between pages felt like his soft touch. She leaned to inhale all she could and a voice came “that’s my book. I forgot to write my roll number. You are the in charge of collecting homework, right?”
    “ye..yeah!” She said, biting her tongue.

    ©shivani_ankush