THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE

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Betty’s P.O.V. The shrill sound of beeping a machine was deafening me and I groaned in irritation in my slumber. The sound was so shrill that I couldn’t sleep more. Who the hell in its right state of mind has left a machine in the early morning. I swore to kill that person with my bare hand. I tried to open my eyes but my lids were heavy due to my slumber. I tried to move my hand but felt them so heavy as if someone had put a heavyweight on them. Why my body was so tired? I wanted to sleep more but this sound was making me crazy. Somehow I opened my eyes and immediately shut them again. Now, who had switched on this much of light in my room. What the hell was happening in my room? I slowly opened my eyes again and blinked hard to adjust my vision. That bright light was too much for my fra

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