-she kept her hand on his , her face looked even more pale with the oils and other ingredients applied on her face, he turned to look in the direction her eyes were moving to see pasha standing on the top of the falakbos surrounded with light ready to swallow their happiness, , it was not possible, there was no such thing as ghost around , though her face was drained of blood and her flushed bloodless features were dry
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