Acknowledgements

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Where should I start?

I wanted my parents to be on top but there is someone who is ahead of them - My grandmother. When I came up with the idea of penning this story, I shared it with her. She was the first one to hear it. Sadly, she isn't any more in this world. She passed away while I was working on the first book of this series. Her sudden death had a great impact on me to that point where I had to call it off for a while. Anyway, I dedicate this entire story to her.

Then my parents. I thank my parents for constant support. Their positive encouragement played a crucial role. Through all my ups and downs, they were with me and I can't thank them enough. Next comes my sister who was my low-key editor. She wanted Anu to end up with Gautham. Sorry for letting you down but Anu and Aditya were meant to be together!

To my friends. Those two crackheads didn't even find time to read my story till date even after giving them characters in my story. Still, I would like to thank them. Your presence itself is a blessing.

My adorable readers - I swear, this would have been nothing without you. Your positivity radiated enough for me to complete this story despite all those writer's blocks. I hope you had fun reading this little effort of mine. Thank you for breathing through all the tangles of my story which were nothing but a mere combination of 26 alphabets. Love you!

And also, I would like to personally thank WattpadIndia for providing a platform and allowing us to follow our passion.

Last but not the least, Mr. B! This story exists because of you. Had it not been the 'you deserve someone better', this story wouldn't have happened in the first place. Your rejection was a blessing in disguise. It made me into something that I couldn't even dream about. So, thank you for not loving me.

Perhaps, I may not become a lawyer, you may not marry a psychotic wife [God forbid!] but you will always be my Aditya in the world full of Gautham. This story is all yours, Darling!

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