Kannika“The one who loves the least, controls the relationship”Shresta declared pompously. Her red framed cat eye spectacles were sliding down her aquiline nose as she examined her sketch, her head tilted to one side while both her hands held up the paper. A strand of chocolate brown hair which had come undone from her bun fell softly on her high cheekbones. She pursed her lips, put the paper down on the table and looked at Kannika who had posed the question.
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