Started:Oct 6th 2023
This is what iff series with os,ts or ss where we will have happy moments, sob,regret, redemption,anguish,vengeance,....etc
Stories of Akshnav, Abhira Sharma,akshnavira,Abhinav Sharma...etc
Feel free to give me senarios and sce...
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In the heart of the serene hills of Kasauli, amidst the whispering pine trees, lay the cherished home of Akshara and Abhinav, a haven of love and tranquility. As the first light of Valentine's Day peeked over the horizon, painting the sky with soft hues of pink and gold, the air was filled with an aura of love and anticipation.
Stepping onto the porch, Akshara breathed in the crisp mountain air, feeling a sense of serenity wash over her. Abhinav joined her, a steaming cup of tea in hand, his eyes reflecting the tranquil beauty of the morning.
Abhinav: "Good morning, my lovely sherni."
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Akshara: "Good morning, cutu Avi. There's something magical about mornings like these, isn't there?"
Abhinav: "Absolutely. And it's even more magical with you by my side."
Their gazes met, conveying volumes of unspoken affection and understanding. It was moments like these that made their bond even stronger.
Their son, Abhir, bounded out of the house, his youthful exuberance lighting up the surroundings.
Abhir: "Mama, Papa, look what I found!"
In his hands, Abhir held a delicate wildflower, its petals adorned with glistening dewdrops.
Akshara: (smiling) "Oh, Abhir, it's beautiful! Thank you for sharing this with us."
Abhinav: (proudly) "You have quite the eye for beauty, just like your mother."highflying abhir
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