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Shreyansh's Pov:-
The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, filling my large bedroom with a warm glow.
As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, one name echoed in my mind:
Aanshi.
My Jaan.
The dream I'd been having left me feeling confused and overwhelmed.
I could still picture her beautiful smile and captivating eyes that had stolen my heart so long ago.
The dream felt so real that I could almost feel her touch on my skin.
With a heavy sigh, I rubbed my face with my hands, trying to make the ache of missing her go away.
"Ten years," I muttered to myself.
"It's been ten years since I last saw her in person, but she still has this power over me."
I sat up in bed, looking around my luxurious room.
"This is madness," I said out loud, my voice filled with frustration.
Despite all my power and status, I was still at the mercy of memories of a woman who probably doesn't even know me.
Or does she?
I don't know!
"Damn it," I cursed, throwing off the messy sheets.
I stomped into the bathroom, hoping my morning routine would distract me from the storm of longing threatening to overwhelm me.
As the hot shower water poured over my body, I found myself lost in memories once again.
"Aanshi," I whispered, closing my eyes as I remembered the first time I saw her.
She was just a baby then, a tiny bundle wrapped in soft blankets at her naming ceremony.
But the moment our eyes met, it was like the entire universe stopped.
Every cosmic force seemed to bend toward that single moment of connection.
"It was like nothing I'd ever felt before," I said to myself, letting the water run down my face.
I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I caught sight of my reflection in the steam-covered mirror.
I wiped away the condensation, revealing my stoic face, chiseled jawline, and dark, intense eyes.
"Does she sense it?" I asked my reflection.
"Does she feel that there's someone who's mad after her? Someone who can go to any length for her?"
A small, rueful smile tugged at the corner of my lips.
"One day, my love," I murmured,
For a moment, I thought I saw my eyes blaze with an otherworldly light, but I blinked, and it was gone.
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