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Arian stood still in front of the counter in the kitchen lost in his thoughts. He was looking at the swirling of his hot coffee while he was turning it with a tea spoon but his mind was absent. Days had gone by and even he couldn't comprehend everything that has been happening with him. he was scared and alert of his own feelings. whenever he was with Tariq, it was as if he was a different person all together. And it's not that he doesn't like it but he loves it and that's what frightens him the most.