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Checking the time on my watch, I barged out of my hotel room only to collide with someone.
A tub of chocolate ice cream splashed all over my white night dress.
Fuming with anger, I looked up to see the culprit who caused this damage, but froze as soon as I saw his face.
Shubman Gill stood right infront of me, smiling while scratching his neck, as the next sentence unknowingly escaped my mouth.
"Oh boy, is this.. an.."
I blinked before saying the next word.
"Illusion?"
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