She smiled back at the handsome young man, Thus started, a beautiful love story ! Hi! I’m the parrot. I narrate this story. ‘I love you’ said the young man, The girl was waiting for this moment. They looked cute together. Love makes life beautiful. Isn’t it? She smiled as he approached her, He embraced her in a loving hug. His presence made her beautiful and fragile. Or, is it making her weak and vulnerable? Days passed, they got married. She moved in with him, Everyday, she cooks, he kisses her on the forehead, They leave for work. Wow! Love is caring for each other. [one day, I was picking up some twigs, heard a loud voice. It’s the man. He clearly seems frustrated with his work] He was shouting at the top of his voice. Um.. the lady spilt coffee on his computer. She was sorry, clearly repenting on her carelessness. After all, she should be careful. But, she never looked irritated. She must be perfect. They...
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