Whispers of Hope ✓

CHAPTER 1

Hola Babiesssss 💖

I am back with another work of mine. Whispers of Hope.
This book was previously known as My Innocent Bride

This book was so close to my heart and still is, so thought to upload this book again.

I wrote this book with my Philippine author Lu. She really is a hard working girl and an amazing person.

I am missing her now 🥺

This book is really really really really really special to me and will always be and I hope you all will love this book more than I love it.

Fingers crossed 🤞

Also, I just uploaded a reel on this book. You can check my insta account.

You can add this book in your library because this book is completed one.

I am uploading few chapters right now, few tomorrow.

Around 3-4 days will upload all the chapters ❤️

You can check my other work TWIST OF DESTINY

14 chapters are uploaded on Wattpad and 15 chapter uploaded on scrollstck just in rupees 10. LINK is in my bio ❤️

Now you guys can continue.

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15 AUG 2021.....

Independence Day; a day which everyone celebrates bringing forth freedom from the chains of cruel regimes. Everyone is enjoying the least bits of the said day as one certain girl roams around the breezy-busy streets of Delhi. For a 17 years old young lady who was never able to see such wonder of the outside world, she couldn't bear to keep her amusement seeing the different things around.

She was enjoying.

She felt the warmth of yet a busy-strange crowd.

She was there in hopes of ending the day with smiles on her face;

But then;

Lying flat on the cold-dusty floor with clothes ripped, hair undone and voice coming scratched from all the shouting, the girl was left realizing that the world will never cease to exist without cruelty happening on its people.

"Please.....please s-stop."

She begged in pain as two men groped her hand up to her head, one man on her feet groping it tight and wide while one man on top of her taking away all the bits of her little dignity left off her. The man holding her right hand began to move and took off her pants shoving his private part to her mouth as she struggled to release herself from the chains of these demons. She couldn't do anything; she was all but helpless. She was all but feeling so tiny in this gigantic cruel world.

Why?

Why of all people me?

She started questioning the world. Has she not suffered enough spite to even get this far experience of what seems to be the work of a devil? How can a mere 17 years old be deserving for such brutality? No, no one in this world, even at its peak of complete darkness, no one deserves such inhumaneness. But why? Just why?

In the midst of the busy and enjoying Independence Day of India,

There lays a lady,

Completely shattered,

Once full of hope with the beauty of the world;

Now in despair,

Closes her eyes and never again wanting to hope,