~ Meera Garg
A 16 year old carefree girl, whose parents died in an accident on her 16th birthday, and on the same day she met someone who changed her life.
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~ Aryan Goyal
A 20 years old boy, who is studying hard so that he can get admission in MMBS abroad ( london ), but one night changed everything.
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~ Aryan X Meera Together
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ~ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ.แ ึนโ ๊ฑ โฆ, โโ โ ห Dedicated to all those readers, โTo those who loved... Silently. Wholeheartedly. Endlessly. And were never loved back. This is for every soul who whispered "I love you" to the wind... hoping it would reach someone who never turned around. - Bepanah Mohobbat, tum jaan bhi nahi sakte...โ โโ .โฆ Kyu khuda tune mujhe aisa khwaab dikhaya jab hakeekat mei usei todna tha.... โ โ ห๏ฝก๐ฆน โ๏ฝกยฐ โโโโ โก Novel by Avanya แฏแกฃ๐ญฉ
๐๐๐ฆ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ ~ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ โ ๐๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง | ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ | ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ D E D I C A T I O N "To the ones who loved with folded hands instead of holding hands. To those who gave without ever asking. To every heart that worshipped in silence, and still believed in forever." This story is for you. Because your love was never small. It was just... sacred. ๐ซ โง--------------------------------------โง โหโฌ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ - The Girl Who Loved Like A Prayer - Raised in the lanes of Vrindavan, blooming amidst tulsi and chants. - Her heart beats only for Krishna - whom she calls her Arya. Soft-spoken. Deep-hearted. Her soul? Made of surrender. A florist's daughter, a priest's pride, and a lover of silence. โหโฌ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ - The Calm Before Every Storm - A business tycoon by Profession, but a seeker by heart. - He never believed in accidents. Until one day, her letter slipped... and touched the part of him even he didn't know existed. Disciplined. Composed. Terrified... of falling in love with someone so divine, he felt unworthy. โง--------------------------------------โง โง She loved him with the softness of folded hands. He feared her love like one fears the gods - with trembling reverence. No dramatic confessions. No promises shouted under the stars. Just one letter. One shared silence. And a love so eternal... even destiny bent to bless it. โจ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐'๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฒ - ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐
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