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I am a media student, storyteller, and content writer weaving emotions into words. Passionate about crafting narratives that resonate, bringing characters to life, and exploring the depths of love, madness, and mystery.
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Her foot was aching continuously but she couldn't stop, not when she has come this far from him. Her freedom was just some miles away. "You can do it" she encouraged herself. The road in front of her was deserted, the rain started pouring heavily making her completely damp, the cold wind was blowing ominously making her shake badly. Suddenly a question arose in her mind. "Did I really run away from him or came back in the same cage".......
"ššŖš¢š š©šŖš¢šØš š„š®ššš§ š šš©š£š, š®š ššŖš¢ š£ššš ššš£š©š. ššššš§ ššš š£ššš šØšš š©š, š©šŖš¢ššš§š ššš£š..." ______________ His eyes follow her everywhere, piercing through crowds, through walls, through her very soul. At first, she thought it was harmless, a fleeting infatuation. But..she was wrong. So, so wrong. His love isn't gentle, it's violent and unrelenting, a storm that tears through everything she holds dear. He leaves her notes that no one else can see. Gifts that feel more like warnings. Whispers that echo in her head long after he is gone. He doesn't want her to love him back. He wants her to belong to him. And when she tries to pull away, he tightens his grip. They say love can save you. But his love? It will destroy her.. ___________________ Saanvi Mehra, a hardworking girl leading a simple yet peaceful life, gets trapped in the obsession of a ruthless billionaire, the one who wears the facade of a gentleman in front of the whole world, Arjun Vardhan. He scares her, threatens her and does everything to break her. In the end, there's only one question, who will break first?
"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "Zakham Dene vale marham lagane ki baat nahi karte..." A tale of love, regret and redemption... ~~~~~~~
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