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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Mere hisse ki khushiyaan teri, Gham saare maine liye hain..Saari duniya jala dun main, Ek tere aansu pe, Ishq karte hain lakhon, Le Aaj nibha dun ise...Aaj ke baad , tu meri rehna, Tu meri rehna , aaj ke baad.
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Shivank was standing in the lift, fixing his hair in the mirror, fingers running through the slightly messy strands again and again as if trying to calm the storm inside his chest, murmuring under his breath, “My hair is completely ruined” his voice low, distracted, still carrying the echo of everything that had been weighing on him since evening.
The lift doors slid open on the top floor, and his gaze lifted casually, only to freeze the very next second. Vaani was standing there, arms wrapped around herself as though trying to hold herself together, her head lowered, shoulders trembling faintly under the soft light. For a moment he thought he was imagining her, but when she slowly looked up, her tear-streaked face shattered something inside him.
“Vaani?” he breathed, surprise and worry mixing in his voice.
Before he could think, before he could even process, he stepped forward and pulled her toward him, his palms cupping her cold cheeks gently, thumbs brushing under her eyes, but she did not wait.
