: An extract from a burnt letter. ....ause I was scared, I might fell in love with you again. Please do not do refuse to see me. We should see each other one last time! At least come this time, of all times we missed! I missed. I never meant to let go of the love we shared for two years. I don't know whether to blame you or to me or to him, who was unaware of the things happened around me, even though he was with me all the time. This all started from the second semester that year and I... I was alone without the family, without you in a mischievous boarding house where no one cares…