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“Don’t grow up Ila. Wait for me to grow up so that you can marry me one day..” I remember telling him, undoubtedly with a soft blush painted on my otherwise pale cheeks.
I don’t remember when I exactly fell in love with him but it was on my sixth birthday when I decided to confess my love for him in front of everyone.
The people scattered around us burst into a fit of laughter, making me wonder what was so funny in my heartfelt words.
“Anbini, you can’t marry Ila. He’s like your elder brother..” It was my mom, Roja who spoke with a slight glint of amusement playing in her eyes.
“I have Aadi for an elder brother, amma. I don’t need another one..” My voice came out all pouty. I was on the verge of crying at the thought that my parents want me to see my Ila as a brother when I
