This story tells u about the epic love that set in 1946, yes the year before India's independence.
The story revolves around Thomas Edward, a young British officer known for his charm, kindness, and unwavering loyalty, and Manjari, a woman of extrao...
The sun had risen, painting the sky with soft hues of orange and pink. The air was crisp with the scent of blooming flowers, and the gentle chirping of birds filled the streets. It was a morning like any other, yet for some, it held an unspoken promise of something more.
Edward's POV;
Morning had finally arrived. The golden rays of the sun poured into my room, warming my face as I felt the soft breeze dance through the open window. The distant melodies of chirping birds and the fluttering of butterfly wings filled the air, making the morning feel strangely significant.
I opened my eyes and smiled to myself. Today felt different. It held a quiet anticipation, a sense of something awaiting me. Without wasting another second, I leaped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. After a refreshing shower, I donned a casual yet refined brown coat and matching trousers.
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*This is the dress he is wearing!!*
Standing before the mirror, I meticulously combed my hair until every strand was in place. I met my own gaze and whispered, "I am coming to you." With that, I grabbed the address and stepped out into the world.
Manjari's POV;
The morning light filtered through the wooden windows of my modest home. My dearest friend, Gauri, had stayed over, her parents having left town for a few days. It was comforting to have her presence, a rare joy in my otherwise solitary life.
After taking a refreshing bath, I chose a lovely green dress for the day. A simple yet elegant ring adorned my hand, and a delicate red rose was carefully tucked into my braid, its fragrance soothing my senses.
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Gauri, ever the gentle friend, helped me weave my hair with care. With nothing much to do, we decided to take a stroll through the bustling streets and indulge in some morning treats. The lively chatter of vendors and the scent of freshly made sweets created a familiar and comforting chaos around us.
