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Untitled by Apurva Shah

A young, beautiful girl looked in the mirror, tears falling on her cheeks. She stared at the girl standing in front of her. She picked up a flower vase and threw it at her reflection and said, “I hate you. Who were you to take his life?”

She was shouting now.

“He was the only one to love you limitlessly… You wanted eyes so that you can see him. For you, he gave his eyes, and you… refused his love. May you realize his love and get to know the truth. That he donated his eyes for you.”

Then: “I am sorry. I love you!”