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It was past midnight, when Fiza felt a slow caress on her hair, someone was putting aside the hair which had came on her cheek. But how could someone, when she was alone in the whole house?

 

Join Fiza in her life journey where she encounter some incidents which will only leave her to question herself and
her mental stability.

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