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winter was at its intensest harshest level, the neem tree in the yard swayed noisily in the cold winds, icey landscape was covered in deadly silence,, freezing the blood running within, but rukh was like a ghost walking around , her csy bed was not able to keep her there,on her pretty face were signs of worries,, her mother and father had decided to fix her engagement with gulfam that week
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