"This heart does not stay on one particular thought for a long period; it continues to wander and compels my mind to revisit the remains of the past where I find mourning, repenting, and cursing elements of my existence, which seem to be trying to reunite in some legible form, but my efforts to reunite those fragments of the past give me a very hard time, and eventually I find myself sitting among the shattered pieces of my own Taj Mahal....

Having read these beautiful lines I was immensely impressed, for these were the lines written by Monica.

Imperfect Affair
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Chapter One
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Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six