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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Also, HAPPY ONE YEAR TO SHIVANK AND VAANI.
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Teri kayanat, mere khali haath, aur taar-taar sapne, dardon se chur, gum ka ghuroor, kahun kya main haal apne..
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𝐕 𝐀 𝐀 𝐍 𝐈
My breath hitched as he whispered, "Kya aap mujhse shaadi karengi, issi hafte?" his voice soft, as he looked at me with questions in his eyes, which I didn't know how to answer.
The words hung in the air, heavy and surreal. My mind was a whirlpool of emotions, confusion, fear, and something I couldn't quite name.
Before I could respond, he quickly added, "Pressure nahi hai." His tone was so gentle, almost pleading, as if he didn't want to burden me further. "Bas shaadi karke tumhe Delhi lekar chala jaunga. Wahan koi tumhe pareshan nahi karenga, jaise chaho waise rehna."
His hand squeezed mine in a way that felt... steady. Reassuring. Something about his touch grounded me, even though I barely knew him or at least, that's what my mind believed.
I nodded slowly. "Abhi jawab chahiye aapko?" I asked hesitantly, my voice barely above a whisper.
He shook his head with a small smile. "Nahi, tum jitni der chahe le lo."
I bit my lip, hesitating for a moment. "Aapko pata hai yeh baby kiska hai?" My voice wavered as I looked into his eyes, searching for answers I wasn't even sure I wanted.
His expression softened further, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, and he nodded. "Sab bolunga. Bas tum thik hojao."
I frowned slightly, tilting my head. "Apne baare mein toh bata he sakte ho," I murmured, my lips involuntarily forming a pout as I turned my gaze away from him.
