𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 #𝟏: previously known as "My Home"
A friends-to-lovers romance full of longing, heartbreak, and second chances.
"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒖𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒆...
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Kitni Baatein Kehne Ki Hai, Honton Par Jo Sehmi Si Hai, Ek Roz Inhein Sun Lo, Kyun Aise Gum-Sum Ho, Kyun Poori Ho Na Paayi Daastaan, Kaise Aayi Hai Aisi Dooriyaan
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Next day,
Morning arrived softly, almost cautiously, as if the house itself remembered the weight of the previous night and chose not to disturb it. They woke beside each other in the same bed, under the same blanket, breathing the same quiet air, yet neither of them reached for the conversation that had been left unfinished between them.
The silence was not hostile, not cold, but fragile, like thin glass stretched between two hands that were afraid to press too hard. They moved through their morning in an unspoken agreement to pretend everything was normal, even though both of them knew it was not. Some topics are not forgotten, they are simply pushed aside, hidden under routine, buried under ordinary moments because facing them feels heavier than ignoring them.
They had breakfast together at the small dining table, the soft clinking of spoons against plates filling the quiet space between them. Shivank had a day off, and perhaps because of that, perhaps because he wanted to stay close to her without saying it aloud, he decided to help Vaani with the housework.
