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...
As promised..as soon as the last chapter hits with 300 votes. So please can I get, 360 votes now?
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Mujhe jeena tera bana le, Kiya khud ko tere hawaale, Sochun tujhe, shaam se subah tak, Har lamha, Ki shab tum ho Tumhi din ho, Ki shab tum ho, Tumhi din ho
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The next morning, Shivank stirred slowly, his arm instinctively moving around the empty space beside him before his eyes opened fully and reality settled in. She was gone.
He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair, blinking away sleep before getting up to freshen himself, unaware of what waited for him outside.
When he stepped into the kitchen, his breath stopped.
Vaani stood there, swaying softly to the slow rhythm of music playing from the speaker, her back to him, dressed in nothing but delicate purple lingerie, black lace shorts hugging her curves, a cropped tank stretched gently across her chest, and a sheer chiffon shrug floating around her like mist, barely brushing her thighs, her hair tied into a messy bun, loose strands framing her neck as she moved, completely unaware of the storm she was creating inside him.
