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‘I will see you in a bit,’ he said and turned.

‘Arman?’ she called out. ‘To whom did this belong?’ She pointed to the
chain and the pendant.
‘It was my great-grandmother’s. She wanted my beautiful wife to have

it,’ he said and left the room with tears in his eyes. Pihu looked at her wrist
and the words rung in her head, a beautiful wife. Her life had suddenly

changed into an old, predictable movie from the ’90s.